The Guidance- OLD

[BlossomTail]

"I don't know, " be admitted, frowning. "What'd they do to you?0 he asked softly.

[Sabatea]

"Nothing of importance..." Ralen muttered evasively, unable to stop a shudder from passing along his spine though. "Do you mind?" He murmured, gnawing on the strap again.

[BlossomTail]

"Sorry," he said, before gently setting Myra down. He walked over to the straps, examining them, before he started to try and unstrap.

[Sabatea]

Ralen sighed mentally as he waited impatiently for Drake to unstrap him.

[BlossomTail]

After a few more seconds, Drake managed to unstrap him. He threw the straps away from Ralen, letting out a small sigh. "Sorry for leaving you. But there was nothing I could do to prevent him from stabbing me." he said, frowning.

[Sabatea]

Ralen blinked at him for a moment before he gently placed his forehead against his shoulder, smiling softly. He leapt away from Drake a moment later, padding over to Myra silently.

[BlossomTail]

Drake blinked at him, and returned the smile softly. He then followed Ralen over to Myra, hoping nobody would come.

[Sabatea]

Ralen's ears pricked as he listened to the hallways outside for a moment before he nudged Myra gently, attempting to return her to consciousness. He frowned slightly when she remained still. He sighed, eyeing the remaining syringe for a moment.

[BlossomTail]

"She said something about a syringe.." Drake said, not meeting Ralens gaze. It was fixed on something else, but it seemed like he wasn't actually looking at it.

[Sabatea]

Ralen glanced at Drake, blinking at his odd expression. "What is it?" he murmured, eyeing him uncertaintly.