The Guidance- OLD

[BlossomTail]

((Just like maximum ride.. I mean..o__o nothing, I didn't just ruin a part of the book for you. o3o))

Silvermoon looked up at Myra, whimpering.

The man quickly dove for the gun, holding out his hand to grab it.

Drake didn't even recognize Myra was next to him.

[Sabatea]

(( Nah, I l already finished it all. Waiting for the last one in Febuary ))

Myra carefully pressed on the bullet wound, desperately trying to get the bleeding to stop.

Ralen snarled, leaping for the gun.

[BlossomTail]

((Oh okay. xDD))

The man's fingers began to wrap around the gun, but he saw Ralen leaping for it.

Drake coughed hard, shuddering some. He continued to gasp, feeling colder and colder.

[Sabatea]

(( It was sooo confusing O_o lol ))

Ralen snarled, trying to snap at his arm again.

Myra glanced at Drake, still pressing on his wound. She murmured softly, "Drake?"

[BlossomTail]

((yeah..xD))

The guy winced, before he dropped the gun, holding his hand.

Drake didn't respond, still gasping for air.

[Sabatea]

(( Hahahaha ))

Ralen snarled, stepping on the gun and glaring at him.

Myra pressed slightly harder, watching Drake carefully.

[BlossomTail]

((^^))

The man kicked at Ralen, growling at the dhole.

Drake let out another cough, blood dripping onto the floor now. His gasps would die for a second, before he started back up again, mumbling.

[Sabatea]

(( ))

Ralen yelped softly, rolled a few feet away.

Myra winced, her breath knocked away by the kick Ralen had received. She continued pressing on Drake's wound though.

[BlossomTail]

The man went to go grab the gun, pointing it at Ralen, and shooting, but it did nothing. The gun was out of bullets. He hissed, throwing the gun to the side.

Drake was unconscious by this point.

[Sabatea]

Ralen smirked at the man, leaping at him again.

Myra continued to try and stop the bleeding.