// won't you breathe with me? //
They charged him together. Working in unison, the first hound to reach him leaped straight for the former dragoon's throat in a heavy frontal assault. The second hound was a second slower. Striking out to his left, it made an attempt to bypass the man and slip in behind his back. Pack hunters as they were, this was a usual tactic - well practiced, and backed by a ferocious hunger.
Maea's limbs felt heavy as lead as she staggered to her feet. She could swear she was running, but the distance between herself and her destination shrank so slowly as though she'd been caught in quicksand. Throwing one disc to the exposed back of the first fyrhund to charge Liam, she kept the other in reserve - for when she caught up. In case the first one missed. In case she had no choice but to spill more of her own blood to help him, or heal, or –
Maea's limbs felt heavy as lead as she staggered to her feet. She could swear she was running, but the distance between herself and her destination shrank so slowly as though she'd been caught in quicksand. Throwing one disc to the exposed back of the first fyrhund to charge Liam, she kept the other in reserve - for when she caught up. In case the first one missed. In case she had no choice but to spill more of her own blood to help him, or heal, or –
Maea
// won't you take me to your heart? //
