The shadow leaned over Teslim, his left side heavy and pulling him down. He Struggled, and tried, but nothing seemed too work. Teslim's eyes reflected the moon's light gaze. The creature, was small, looked the same age as himself, and its eyes seeme ddull and beady, following my every movement. Isodle was so brave, that's all he could remeber as he became weak and stumbled down from his weak, feeble feet.
He saw a blur of Blue... Close too teal. He couldn't see propely. His eyes where cating up again. But Teslim carried on, as if forcong himself too stand and help. He hoped fearfully Isodle was safe, not hurt, and would hope certainly that no harm came too him. Finaly he managed too pull himself, up. Still shaking he hobbled forward, turning too vaguely see swift running for help. "Isodle.... what is it? Is it a korondor?"He stared, feicely at the creature, hoping it wouldn't strike. It seemed too be on hold, watching every movement...
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