Tar Covered Angel Wings

The stillness he saw in her frame brought something that felt very much like a stab of pain to his chest. Like a phycial blow that made him want to wrap in about himself. When he saw her suck in that deep, true breath he felt like he could breathe again, felt as through he had been holding his breath since the moment he had lost sight of her. Of course, that couldn't be true, he had needed the oxigen to haule free the branch and its attachment, all the same his deep breath tasted like the sweetest scent he could imagine. It tasted of sweetness and warmth and the brush of fur, it tasted like Lyric.


He hadn't moved from his position of looking down at her and as her sticky eyes forced their way open he let out a soft moan of relief. He could see the strength in her eyes despite her exhaustion and knew that she was going to be alright. She told him her words and his heart almost broke and the effort they cost him, just to tell him her thank you. As her eyes slipped closed again he found himself just watching the rising and falling of her chest and could barely contain his pleasure at the simple movement.


She seemed to have slipped to sleep and he watched her for a moment before he moved closer again and gently nudged her on the shoulder.
?Lyric, wake up?
He said ever so gently, nudging her side.
?You can lean on me but we have to get you to water?
He told her, his voice still ever so gentle as he nudged her again.
?I'll carry your cat?
He added, his voice sounded almost resigned here. But he would wait to see if sdhe would struggle to her feet, and if so would help her lean on him and take the kitten gently in his jaws.


"Speech"