TAKE ME TO A BETTER PLACE

He had never experienced anything like this - the earth trembled below him - and the brute couldn't fight the little bubble of anxiety that swelled within his chest. Where was Sibelle? He had been up north for a bit, trailing after Silana - but it would seem that every time that he caught the trail of one of the females in his life he lost the scent of the other. The search for the russet female would end with Aeron closing in on her in the middle of a huge quake. The brute would stare feeling fear for what could very well be the first time in his life - but not because he was afraid of what could happen to him.


Sibelle was sprinting toward him and away from the earth that was cracking violently behind her. His heart in his throat, he would get a taste of what his sister felt being mute - as sound would not emerge from him until it was too late - and she was falling. His first reaction should have been to run away from the calamity, but Aeron would not leave his lady red. The quakes would settle slightly, but the tremor was still going as he burst forward. The earth was still dangerous to stand on, but he would do his best to hold his footing as he half climbed half fell into the hole that Sibelle had disappeared into. The brute would stumble multiple times, loose his footing and sliding forward. The last few feet of his descent would be a fall, and he would roll to a hazardous stop - suffering a few cuts and bruises as well as his back left ankle possibly being twisted... but the brute would release a shuddered breath and force himself to his feet.


"Sibelle?" He would quietly call out - wincing as he tried to put weight onto his ankle. He would redistribute his weight onto his other three paws, but every step would be painful, that much he was sure of. Thankfully, Aeron didn't seem to care too much about himself at the moment - in fact, he couldn't have cared less after the smell of blood hit his nose. Sibelle's blood... what had happened? Limping forward, the brute would wait for his eyes to focus through the darkness - and once they did his jaw would drop. "Sibelle!" Panic was not something that he wanted to feel, but it definitely sparked within him at the sight of the russet woman's figure. Immediately he would remove any rubble or rocks that had fallen onto her, and check for her pulse by burying his nose into the side of her neck. "Please wake up, Please." He wasns't sure what he would do if she didn't.

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