The Guidance- OLD

[BlossomTail]

"She's fine.." he murmured, smiling at him sadly. He coughed again, making his way out of the smoke.

[Sabatea]

Ralen nodded slightly, falling limp in Drake's hands, his breathing raspy.

[BlossomTail]

Drake coughed again, before he made his way around and out of the debris. "You do this?" he asked.

[Sabatea]

Ralen smirked softly, "They did, I just started the fire... Had a few too many flammable objects." he rasped, coughing.

[BlossomTail]

Drake chucked softly, and coughed again. "That was a suicide mission, don't scare me, Silvermoon, or Myra like that again, crazy furball." he murmured.

[Sabatea]

Ralen smirked wider, "But that's the point, isn't it? No one is willing to do the crazy stuff, so no one expects it." he replied softly. "Besides, Myra already knew I was planning to do it, she just wasn't sure if I had lived through it. I assume you somehow managed to keep her somewhere?"

[BlossomTail]

"Not really..I had to beat her here.." he murmured, sighing. "I hope Silvermoon was able to keep her at bay."

[Sabatea]

Ralen chuckled, "Probably not." he murmured, coughing softly. "Next time, I suggest tying her up somewhere." he added, smirking.

[BlossomTail]

Drake smiled lightly. "She's already really irritated at me, she'd probably murder me." he murmured, sighing. He then coughed, walking away from the smoking remains.

[Sabatea]

"Exactly why you tie her up." Ralen chuckled before having another bout of coughing.