AMALIA
She wants the silence but fears the solitude
She wants to be alone and together with you
Born from dark water, daughter of the rain and snowAmalia winces as the rain continues to slam into her burn, her sharp teeth grinding against each other as she pushes through the pain. I'm fine! she tries to tell the others, but it is the furthest thing from truth. In truth she feels as though her entire leg is on fire, but she isn't about to tell them that.
She is grateful, though, when Jigano stands beside her, his large form blocking much of the wind. She is grateful too for Remi, leaning a little into his weight, a pulse of apology and appreciation flowing through the attuned bond. Luckily for the quartet, the weather is truly letting up now; ahead a patch of blue sky peeks alluringly, and the lightning seems to have retreated away. And though the three more minutes they push through the storm feels like a lifetime to the wounded leopard, it is almost unexpectedly that at last they wind up outside of it, daylight pouring down through a Leafchange sky, the dry ground blissful beneath her paws.
Immediately Amalia glances around, breathing heavily as she takes a head count. Is everyone okay? Did we make it? Shrinking down, the leopard becomes an owl: it will be easier to move if she is flying, based on the current state of her leg. Let's get to the infirmary, she suggests. Then Ashetta, maybe you can tell us about what you've found.
Good job PQ team! We made it out of the storm and avoided being hit by any more lightning!
This PQ is officially over but feel free to put in a closing post.
She is grateful, though, when Jigano stands beside her, his large form blocking much of the wind. She is grateful too for Remi, leaning a little into his weight, a pulse of apology and appreciation flowing through the attuned bond. Luckily for the quartet, the weather is truly letting up now; ahead a patch of blue sky peeks alluringly, and the lightning seems to have retreated away. And though the three more minutes they push through the storm feels like a lifetime to the wounded leopard, it is almost unexpectedly that at last they wind up outside of it, daylight pouring down through a Leafchange sky, the dry ground blissful beneath her paws.
Immediately Amalia glances around, breathing heavily as she takes a head count. Is everyone okay? Did we make it? Shrinking down, the leopard becomes an owl: it will be easier to move if she is flying, based on the current state of her leg. Let's get to the infirmary, she suggests. Then Ashetta, maybe you can tell us about what you've found.
Good job PQ team! We made it out of the storm and avoided being hit by any more lightning!
This PQ is officially over but feel free to put in a closing post.
