WE HAD HIGH HOPES || MUDSLIDE

R A V E N W O O D

i'll pull the trigger with my eyes closed,
hoping to hit you somewhere vital

Everything kept happened. Fast, but slow- it felt like an eternity, aching in his lungs and finally it all started to catch up. The crashing of the mud and trees in the tidal wave slowly approaching. His eyes watched Jor run towards the pair keeping it at bay, before whipping his head back forward. Inferno, calling out for him first. Byr ran past then, and Ravenwood followed in his footsteps, the wolf blinking wildly.

He glanced towards Byr as he spoke to him, not offering any response, stepping inside. His eyes met Inferno's- wild with anger and something else he couldn't quite detect- and offered no words of comfort. Now wasn't the time for it. Ravenwood leaned his head down, wrapping his muzzle around the scruff of Asmodeus. If he wasn't mistaken, this was the troublemaker at the beginning of it all.

The wolf wasn't much older than Inferno- but he definitely had a bit of size on her already. He picked up the child, turning paw and heading for high ground after Aphra. "Keep up, Inferno!" He called back.

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— Reggan