Somebody save me
There was a wavering in the fog, the woman was vaguely aware but not awake, the sensation of movement just barely reaching her and the muffled sounds of talking. Slowly she began to come around, becoming more aware of the cool movement of water against her burning skin, the smell of herbs and fish just before her nose, and under that the scent of Valhalla. She groaned and shifted slightly, feeling the burning of her left eye slowly come into existence. So she was alive for sure then, after all the pain never left her once she was awake. She blinked open amber eyes, and for a moment felt the familiar rush of panic, why couldn?t she see anything out of her left eye? It only took a moment for her brain to catch up to reality and she sighed. Slowly raising her head she drew in the sight of the Valhallan, he must have been to one to bring her here. She turned her back upon him, trusting that if he was going to make a move he already would have, but not caring either way. Maybe he was a sadist and just liked his victims to be awake for whatever it was he did. Dipping her muzzle into the cool water she lapped at it hungrily. Her thirst quenched she gave the male a good hard look, though ducking her head so as to hide the scarring around her blind eye. |