The Guidance- OLD

[Sabatea]

Myra stood slowly, wincing slightly when her leg stung. She limped over and sat beside him, blinking at him softly as she moved the hair out of the way of her unscarred eye.

[BlossomTail]

Drake glanced over at her, before dropping his gaze again, swallowing.

[Sabatea]

Myra gently grasped his hand in hers, smiling softly at him.

[BlossomTail]

Drake raised his gaze, smiling softly. He gave her hand a small squeeze, feeling his heart beat faster.

[Sabatea]

Myra returned the squeeze, sighing softly as she carefully pressed on her leg wound with her other hand, wincing.

[BlossomTail]

Drake saw her wince because of her leg wound, and frowned some, wondering if it was getting worse. He let out a small sigh, rubbing his ankle with his other hand, pausing with Ralen's strokes. He winced as he rubbed it, pain searing through his leg.

[Sabatea]

(( Back! ^-^ ))

"As soon as we can we need to get to Feron..." Myra murmured softly, blinking at him.

Ralen stood, padding to his ankle and sniffing it worriedly.

[BlossomTail]

Drake nodded to her, sighing. "I hope he's okay.." he murmured, watching Ralen.

[Sabatea]

"Not with the way Silvermoon's acting..." Myra murmured softly, turning her gaze towards the small cat.

Ralen gently licked the wound, glancing at Drake.

[BlossomTail]

Drake winced slightly, and sighed. "Wonder what they're doing.."