Cordelia
There were many thoughts that had run through her head as soon as her boots lost their grip, sending her skidding into as reach of the hunter. Part of her thought he might catch her. Maybe spin her so she was pinned to his chest and unable to move her arms. Neither of those things happened. Cordelia had just enough time to catch the flush on his cheeks and the tops of his ears, feeling the faintest hint of his surprise along the bond before she was seized and he hoisted her over his shoulder, but he didn't keep her there.
The sensation of falling washing over her before she was landing in the snow. It was mostly the shock of cold that stole her breath and not the impact of her hitting the ground. She laid there blinking dazedly, watching the flakes drift down from the sky, feeling them land on her face and stick in her hair. Now what? Her brain didn't seem to want to connect with her limbs and she knew that the best thing to do would be to stand, reposition herself, and attack. Instead she simply laid there, slowly realizing what exactly happened and the embarrassment that came with it heated her cheeks. Fuck.
The sensation of falling washing over her before she was landing in the snow. It was mostly the shock of cold that stole her breath and not the impact of her hitting the ground. She laid there blinking dazedly, watching the flakes drift down from the sky, feeling them land on her face and stick in her hair. Now what? Her brain didn't seem to want to connect with her limbs and she knew that the best thing to do would be to stand, reposition herself, and attack. Instead she simply laid there, slowly realizing what exactly happened and the embarrassment that came with it heated her cheeks. Fuck.
And nothing hurts anymore, I feel kinda free
We're still the kids we used to be
We're still the kids we used to be
