close but no cigar

The swim from the islands had been horrid. If that wasn't bad, there were other things she had to worry about. One thing after another. The ground here was muddy and covered with a layer of water that washed in from the ocean. It was nasty. Her paws sunk in the muck, which was sticky and grimy all in one go. Her nose was burning from the smell of salt water as well.

Her pelt was clinging to her and she hated every second of it. She could swear Ultyr was probably laughing at her several times when she had inhaled water on their swim over and ended up silently coughing it up. How horrid the taste of salt water was. She was hating every second of this.

She pressed her ears back. Hopefully Ultyr wouldn't start thinking her useless yet. If he did then she would likely be deemed trash and disposed of. That was one of the worst things that could happen. Her eye moved across the water and her tail tucked. Was that a log? Wait a minute.... it was moving towards her? Shit! That was no log! She jumped and darted to be behind Ultyr, she was no fighter. Hopefully he could fight it for them.

"Things I Hear"