DELPHINE
Pull me from the dirt,
No, you don't want me in your garden.
No, you don't want me in your garden.
Dandelion, dandelion.
Delphine held tightly to Korbin, as she ran, hyperaware of the fact he was injured, and would need to be healed, but also aware that it wasn't safe to stop now, if the projectiles were anything to go by.
"Try not to move your arm," she grumbled, gripping tightly. It was easier to follow his zig-zag pattern, even though she stumbled here and there. She was glad he'd made sure she understood where they were going.
And then, she tripped. She let go of him as she tripped, so she'd not pull him down with her. Scrambling, Delphine found her feet only after falling into the snow one more time, effectively soaking her furs.
At least she knew she could survive cold, having shown to Halo with no furs at all. "Who was that?" She hissed, when she finally found her feet and caught back up to Korbin, her gaze focused on his shoulder.
"Try not to move your arm," she grumbled, gripping tightly. It was easier to follow his zig-zag pattern, even though she stumbled here and there. She was glad he'd made sure she understood where they were going.
And then, she tripped. She let go of him as she tripped, so she'd not pull him down with her. Scrambling, Delphine found her feet only after falling into the snow one more time, effectively soaking her furs.
At least she knew she could survive cold, having shown to Halo with no furs at all. "Who was that?" She hissed, when she finally found her feet and caught back up to Korbin, her gaze focused on his shoulder.
