when you try your best but you don't succeed
ronan
12-14-2024, 12:21 PM
The pain was excruciating. If her glasses weren't already smeared with gore, she was certain she'd be blinded by pain instead. She held her front left paw, broken at a dangerous angle, close to her chest. Walking on three legs was exhausting, never mind the heavy package that was hers to bear all the way back to Armada: Hanako's body. Makara couldn't wipe the blood from her glasses with her paw broken wasn't sure she could bear the unobscured sight of her body. All she got was smears and flashes between the mess - her ear, limp and lifeless. The slash of red that had become her throat after the worm had cut her down. A small - so very small to her now - paw, curled in on itself. That was her mother. Bits and pieces, interrupted by a wash of blood.
Makara panted heavily with the effort, dragging Hanako by the scruff out across the glaciers. In some ways she was lucky they were so close to home, but she couldn't imagine Basilisk would feel the same way once she brought this news home. Once he saw Hana's body. Patrols would be tripled, wolves would fear for their lives, nothing would ever be the same again. Not after what she'd seen writhing underneath the ice. She pushed the thought out of her head, burying it deep. There was no time to dwell on what she'd survived, since it wasn't over yet. Next she had to live through this. Makara cried out when she stumbled, hitting her broken paw on the ground before she staggered back upright. She stopped for a minute to catch her breath, panting hard in the cold, the cloud of her breath in her face further blinding her. Between the dried blood and the ragged gasps of her own breath, she would take being rendered sightless. Looking at what had come to pass was too painful. Armada's border was close, she could smell it, she just wasn't sure how she would survive the journey between here and home.
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