The Unraveling - Going Deeper

Her ears tilted as she caught the first few snaps of ice, the noise splitting and growing louder until- she took a step forward to skitter away, only for the ice to cave in on itself. To send the gathering of wolves tumbling down and down. Damira had no time to reflect on her choices, couldn't stew in regret and wish she'd never come here. It was swift and sudden; she half expected pain and blood- but she landed atop of someone, hard enough to have the wind knocked out of her lungs but no bones broken, just bruises.

She coughed, stumbling to her paws, didn't even think to check to see who she'd landed right on top of, because things had gone from bad to worse. The worst.

Damira stared wide-eyed, ears pinning back as she stared at the beast ahead. It was true she'd wanted to see and know more but this- it felt like she'd bitten off well beyond what she could possibly chew. Her natural inclination was to run, to run and run without even a single thought of looking back, of trying to help. But she couldn't- she had no hope of scaling up the walls, nor did she think it would be wise to run around blindly beneath the ice.

She had to do something, out of necessity more than choice.

Gritting her teeth, she darted to the side, letting out a sharp bark in the hopes of getting the beasts' attention. She was no fighter and knew better than to try, but if she could help keep it occupied then...surely that was something.

It had no eyes, but it could sense them all the same, almost as if she could feelit staring at her.