She is alive. Rivin keeps her eyes closed, focused on her breathing as she rests against the calico-colored boy. His voice offers reassurance, warmth, and safety. Rivin shifts her head slightly as she feels the kiss on her brow, eyes flicking open slightly. She has not died. She has been saved by the one wolf she had been able to count on since she was a kid outside of Aresenn. For a long moment she watches him as he moves them through the water, back to the shore. She can’t tell why she can’t feel the pain of her injuries. If it is shock, or if it was her brush with death. She is aware of the metallic scent in the water and the salty, and… and Jack. He is the most important thing she focuses on right now, gaze flickering closed and open again. But all she can do is give a small, weakened smile. “Guess you’re going to have to give me some more swimming lessons…” A chuckle leaves her followed by a few coughs. Damn salt. It stings her throat and makes her voice raspy, but despite this Rivin feels more at peace than she ever has been. Calico Jack is her light in the darkness… and without him, she would have been lost.
"Speech,"'Thought.'
Mental health (particularly depression and anxiety) is extremely bad. Currently unable to handle IC conflict or conflict between characters, pack related or individual. I am struggling to post even simple things and will not be able to continue with thread if approached. Sorry for the inconvenience but I just can't right now.
Rivin has two companions - a bobcat and a wolverine. Unless otherwise mentioned IC, assume that they are close by.
