It's Time to Fight Once More {River Flood!}
09-13-2014, 08:53 PM
She had no time to groom herself, or to fix herself up. Faintly the mocha cloaked tempest had heard the name of the higher grounds that the pack could reach to get to safety. Her left eye now was clotted with blood completely, as the cut on the left side of her face pulsed furiously, but it was the least of her problems at the moment; her crown turning and seeking the flooded lands. Her den was submerged by now, and murky water climbed the banks yet more. Would Abaven have to move? The lands could never recover from a disaster like this... Abaven had been so happy and peaceful, at harmony with nature, and hell had fallen from the skies. The voice of her brother called above the wind, strained so all could hear. Her name was called, as she was given the duty of leading the pack to safety. Normally she would have been concerned and worried, but right now wasn't the time to screw around. Time was of essence. She would stand to her full height, her weight distributing evenly as her claws dug into the muddy soil. She would begin to trot forward, her mismatched orbs searching her friends' faces for response. |
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