I need a hero
01-28-2014, 12:47 PM
Walk | Talk | Think Seeing over the waves was proving a bit difficult the further from shore that he got, but with Elliot's help he knew more or less where in the water she was. The bat had been an oddity from the start considering his preference to pal around with Alamea, but now the grey wolf was beginning to reconsider his judgment. She was sputtering and struggling by the time he reached her and Rune wasted no time in latching onto the scruff of her neck and dragging her with him as he paddled strongly against the choppy ocean. He was breathing heavily from a mixture of exertion and worry by the time his paws scraped sand and he was able to pull Alamea up shore, only releasing her when he felt she was far enough and safe enough out of the water. The horrible taste of ocean water was in his mouth as Rune hovered beside his waterlogged mate, only half catching what it was that she muttered as she flopped onto her side there in the wet sand. They were not out of the woods yet. The storm still raged on around them, rain driving downward at an angle from the force of the wind, and Rune took up a position where he blocked most of the wind and rain from hitting her directly. "Are you okay?" he asked in a loud tone, trying to be heard above the storm but also strung taut with worry and only growing worse at the sound of her unwarranted laughter. What had he been thinking allowing her to leave the island? It was just their luck to be caught in the middle of this. But as someone new spoke up, surprisingly close given the fact he had failed to notice anyone along the beach a moment ago, Rune instinctively bristled, almost forgetting in that moment that the island was full of their pack mates, wolves that could be trusted and leaned upon in hardships. And he could not imagine a worse hardship than being clueless and useless when it came to the health and well being of his mate and their unborn pups at that second. He was stepping forward protectively as the white stranger came to them, warning that Alamea needed to be taken to the trees before she would give birth. Giving birth? He felt as if the chill of the water soaking his coat had suddenly spread completely through him. Already? Fretful, Rune's defensiveness slowly slipped away as he stared down at his little mate. "Can you move at all?" he asked, quieter than before and considerably more concerned. This storm was the worst time for their family to be brought into the world and with time constraints the forest line was the only feasable safe place for it to happen, but he worried hurting her or their pups if he tried moving her on his own. |
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