Take My Hand, Let's Run From Here

As soon as the fighting began her body shook, her nerves tensed and her eyes dilated. Her breath become short and shallow as she watch fur fly and blood being spilled. The growls and snarl were all she could hear even as she fled away from the scene. She ran blindly like she always did, her paws swiftly carrying her away from the source of her panic. Tail tucked tightly under hear, ears plastered to her skull. She could hardly breath, each inhale a gasp only to be choked on before wheezing out. She had no idea where she was going, just that she was fleeing.



Her body had crashed beside the lake, body seized in panic attacks, vulnerable to the world. Curled in on herself she struggled to fight back the images in her mind. Images she never understood or why they came to her every time. All she knew was that she could hear the screams, smell blood, fear hung in the air around her. And there for a moment the flash of a cross. She muttered and shook her head, tears pouring down her face. It went on and on till her body became to exhausted and she passed out..



A voice far in the distance called to her and for a moment for was confused. Who was that? Was it real and did she dare to open her eyes to see? Slowly lashed fluttered open, squinting against the glare of the sun. Lifting her head she turned to see Sephiroth and is was like someone had just wrapped her up, warm and safe. The tension in her body left, "Seph...Seph!" She called back in a hoarse voice and tried to scramble to her paws. Staggering slightly she rushed to him and without thinking buried her face in his chest.



"Speech"

but that's alright, because I like the way it hurts