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[Apocalyptic_Punk]

Punk hadn't said a word during Sandra and Angel's conversation, but he'd heard Abi's cry for help, he got to his feet shaking his coat free of sand he looked at Angel. "You stay here," he said sharply. "And I mean it, if you are not in the cave when we get back, there will be trouble," He said and then with a quick nod he bolted into the wind and rain towards the cries for help.

He darted up next to Sandra scanning the waves, he glanced down at Sandra so much to say, so much to let his pride go, but that would have to wait for later. He finally spotted the bobbing Shepherd and with out waiting a second he dove into the waves swimming strongly with them out towards Abi. "ABI!" He barked. "ABI!" He called again. "I'm coming, hang on!" He yelled. "Don't give up," He panted as he swam faster and harder till he reached her. "I'm here," He said grabbing at her neck.

[Ourpawprints]

Sandra heard the mutt race into the raging ocean and all she could say was "Good luck." She didn't trust him but thanked him for being at least not as self-centered as she first thought. The terrier wanted to trust Punk as she knew she was the one who did something wrong but still felt a deep suspicion towards him. The day she had first met Punk something about how willing he was to help them made her think she could trust him with her life but now no trust remained. Now Sandra only felt bitter hatred towards Punk, and odds are always would. Still she wished him good luck, not for his sake but for Abi's.

[omori]

Abi's hopes of survival were fleeting; it seemed she's been in the water for hours, struggling for air. Salt stung her eyes and her throat, which felt so hoarse that she was afraid to reply to Punk. Wait, Punk? He was here! She vigorously turned her head, searching for the rescue mutt but the waves kept her distracted, constantly forcing her back under, towards the black tendrils of death.

Everything sounded muffled. The sound of the waves she had grown used to, the rain pouring down was nothing new either. It seemed like a record on repeat. Like nothing new would ever change, like this was how she would go: alone and scared, struggling, aching muscles and a broken record in the background. She didn't hear any more of Punk's words, drowned out from everything, muffled like all the rest.

Suddenly she felt teeth on her neck. Her heart skipped a few beats. Was it a shark? Some sort of killed fish? She would believe anything at this point of desperation. Breaking free of the jaw, Abi forced herself away from the beast and turned to see what it was. "Punk!" she cried hoarsely, almost laughing with delight; but this wasn't the time for a happy rejoice. Both of them were in trouble now, and Abi hoped with all her might that Punk wouldn't fall into the same fight for breath that she had.

[Apocalyptic_Punk]

Punk groaned when Abi pulled away, he pushed harder with his back feet and managed to surge above the water a bit, he took a deep breath. "Abi!" He barked. "Hold still, I'm trying to help you," He panted grabbing for her ruff again. He turned to get his barrings and swum desperetly for shore only to get bowled over by a wave. He tightened his grip on Abi he woudn't loose her, he couldn't . He struggled back to the surface coughing and sneezing out the burning saltwater. Searching for the Shore line again, then striking out for it, his lungs burning as he struggled for air.

[Ourpawprints]

Sandra trotted into the cave, unable to keep listening to the crashing waves which for all she know could be signalling her friend's death. She curled up beside Abi, shivering in both fear and cold. It was nice being in shelter for once, it felt like it was forever the terrier had been being hit by the elements out in the open. Sandra tried to think of something to say to comfort the pup but nothing came to mind. "Hello..." she said simply to her adopted daughter.

[omori]

Abi's mind flashed back to the man on the ship. He had released her from her cage in spite of the risk of burning or drowning. He had saved Abi. Together they tumbled over the edge of the ship, and Abi had helped him to the boat. Then, he was forced to go...

Determination surged through the shepherd. Neither of them would leave this time. They'd both get back to safety, and they'd both go curl up and go to sleep. But first Abi had to help Punk help her. She madly began to paddle her paws, desperately hoping to feel the grainy sand below.

[ wb :c ]

[Ourpawprints]

Sandra tried to calm herself but it wasn't possible. Abi and Angel currently were the only ones that truly mattered to the terrier and if Abi didn't return then... Sandra would probably end up going crazy. She cared little to none about Punk though, Punk was no longer anything but a waste of space to her. So if he drowned of course Sandra wouldn't be happy but nor would she be mourning his death. It seemed cold, yes but she couldn't help what she felt.

[Mario]

Angel wished Sandra had some fur so she could snuggle into it, but knew that wasn't going to happen. "Hi, Mommy." she whispered, starting to groom her. She giggled a bit. "You're dirty."

[Ourpawprints]

Sandra nodded her head and licked the little pup. "Uh huh. I was in the ocean and trust me, the water's no fun right now." she had intended the last part to be somewhat jokingly but the moment the words came out of her mouth it made her think of what Punk and Abi were going through. The terrier blushed in embarrassment, hoping Angel wouldn't be offended by what she had.

[Mario]

Angel just sighed and curled into a tight ball. "I hope Abi and Daddy will be okay." The Havanese pup perked her ears and uncurled suddenly. "Can Abi be my sister?!"