The Guidance- OLD

[BlossomTail]

Silvermoons ear flattened, but didn't say anything.

Drake arrived at the lab, panting and wheezing. There was still smoke coming from it, and he walked into the rubble, coughing.

[Sabatea]

Myra continued to stumble in the direction of the lab, wincing.

A sharp rattling came from under the debris near Drake.

[BlossomTail]

Silvermoon sighed, and followed her silently.

Drake coughed again, and knelt down beside the rubble, quickly trying to uncover the thing under it.

[Sabatea]

A burnt and ash-covered canine leapt out from under the debris, coughing and sputtering.

Myra rested often, leaning aganst trees, though it was only for a few seconds.

[BlossomTail]

"Ralen.." Drake murmured, coughing again as more smoke found its way into his body.

[Sabatea]

"Get... out..." Ralen croaked, coughing hard.

[BlossomTail]

"Not without you. Besides, nobody's here."

[Sabatea]

"Smoke..." Ralen rasped, shuddering from a bout of coughing that left him gasping.

[BlossomTail]

Drake picked Ralen up gently, coughing hard. "Come on.." he murmured, starting to stand up.

[Sabatea]

Ralen winced, his burns stinging terribly. "Myra...?" he croaked, blinking up at Drake.