Heavy breaths heaved in and out within the chest of the doomed snow-colored fae. Her faded optics stirred with lavender flashes as her pupils dilated in stress and confusion of the current situation, one she had both not meant to have been in, but also was greatly confused as to why her life had been so rudely interrupted. The dove had never been one to question the actions of others, but right now all she focus on was how to get herself out of this chaotic situation.
Moments seemed to pass like hours as she felt herself suddenly land against the earth, like slow motion she felt her breath knock from her delicate chest, her lungs seizing for a moment as she quickly flipped her fragile self upright, stomach dug into the terrain trembling below her as the grizzly roared at her, but not before the shivering fae felt her light beginning to fade. Stress and lack of oxygen cause the dove to slowly glow in and out of consciousness for a moment, in that time her confusion overtook her as she lied against the earth in a hot white mess. Lavender optics finally opened as she began to take in air, her lungs filling and the flow of life returning to her exhausted figure. The image of another fae pulled into her mind and she managed to collect the visual of the bear leaving, and a wolf coming in.
With a tired blink the fae fought her passing moments enough to keep herself awake. A brief shake of her dial allowed her thoughts to gather and she looked up towards the tri-colored fae speaking to her. With a heavy sound the angel spoke out, still a bit in shock. "Y-yes." Her light vocals fought the urge to reply in French, for she knew better than to do so to a stranger. After a long moment she spoke again, "What... what happened?" Her innocent vocals poured out into the still winds, light and breathless.