A voice calls to me...
04-04-2014, 10:07 PM
ooc: longest sevan post ever o.O
The world trembled violently beneath russet paws, causing the girl to look warily around her. Lips curled back in a snarl as her russet bodice swayed back and forth, claws digging into the earth in an attempt to keep herself anchored. Audits pinned against her skull, a growl rising in her throat. In the distance she could hear a roar as the earth shouted to the heavens. Eyes would strain to see as she stood a safe distance from the collapsing ground. The first quake settled, leaving nothing but broken trees and chose surrounding her. Her heart pounded against her chest as she stood motionless for a moment. With uneasy steps the girl would drift towards the new scar in the earth, curious to see. As she approached, closing the distance within moments at a brisk trot, her eyes would widen with surprise. Not only had she never experienced an earthquake before, but she had never seen the ground open up before, leading to new worlds. She would step to the edge, peering down below. Just as her eyes scanned the new river, she would catch a glimpse of the black form, drifting into the darkness. For a moment she was torn, did she risk her life and save this stranger, or should she simply turn away? Without her permission limbs would launch her into action, carrying her down into this gaping mouth and plunging into the river. Water immediately soaked her russet pelt, powerful limbs propelled her through the water towards the wolf. Her fate would be sealed if they both got lost here. Never explored lands and here she was plunging into them to save some strangers life. Russet jaws would part, reaching out to grasp the scruff of the wolf as she drifted beneath the surface. Muscles stringed, trying to pull the wolf above the surface. The princess would grunt with exertion, limbs trying to grasp the ground to keep them from drifting any deeper into the unknown. She would struggled, the current dragging the pair away from the light and into what could only be hell. Just as she would about ready to kiss her life goodbye, toes would scrape against rock, eyes locking in on a little patch of land. Her body reacted immediately, limbs flailing for traction to pull them out of the water. Again her muscles coiled, dragging both wolves from the water. She would unceremoniously drop the girl on the little shore, her own russet body collapsing. Jaws parted to suck in air, blue and silver eyes flickering around, trying to get her bearings and hopefully find a way out. But first, this stranger needed to wake. Talk like this |
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