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30.Mar.12, 12:26 AM
The splash of cold across her face made Jada stir, moaning. Amber eyes fluttered open, peering through dark lashes, eyes rolling. What was all the commotion? "'Mawake." she moaned. There was someone else in the room with her, but her eyes weren't focused. "Tired." she muttered. Her tongue felt thick, dry. It was like she had linen in her mouth, and she couldn't get her mouth wet. Her arms felt wet, and she could smell the pungent scent that had been hounding her for the last few days. What was it? The blackness was nice, but it was so cold. she raised her arm, trying to get to her face.
Krypth watched her bonded's hand twitch. Her tail thrashed as she watched Jada's eyes close again, and she pawed at her leg. What could she do to help? What could she- What if she-? Her eyes flashed white and she creeled loudly; a child of only two sevendays, even one like Krypth, was not equipped for this! She hopped, nervously, as Talian stared at her. Healer, what can I do? She reached out with her nose, touching it to Jada's leg. The Harper's limp hand, falling as the Masterhealer lifted her into his arms, was like a magnet; The Gold took her companion's limp fingers into her mouth, wrapping lips alone around them. No teeth, because if something went wrong...
Logic could have dictated that Krypth stick close in another way, but no. Jada moaned something else to Talian, turning in to him. She noticed her shirt. Krypth's crisp voice translated the mumbles of her Bonded. She is also very cold, and her fingers won't move. I know her arms are burning. terror was overwhelming, and it was only the heavy pressure of Nirinath's commands that kept said panic from broadcasting itself to everyone.
Not that the entire Weyr didn't know by now that the girl who had Impressed their last hope was (possibly) dying.
Krypth watched her bonded's hand twitch. Her tail thrashed as she watched Jada's eyes close again, and she pawed at her leg. What could she do to help? What could she- What if she-? Her eyes flashed white and she creeled loudly; a child of only two sevendays, even one like Krypth, was not equipped for this! She hopped, nervously, as Talian stared at her. Healer, what can I do? She reached out with her nose, touching it to Jada's leg. The Harper's limp hand, falling as the Masterhealer lifted her into his arms, was like a magnet; The Gold took her companion's limp fingers into her mouth, wrapping lips alone around them. No teeth, because if something went wrong...
Logic could have dictated that Krypth stick close in another way, but no. Jada moaned something else to Talian, turning in to him. She noticed her shirt. Krypth's crisp voice translated the mumbles of her Bonded. She is also very cold, and her fingers won't move. I know her arms are burning. terror was overwhelming, and it was only the heavy pressure of Nirinath's commands that kept said panic from broadcasting itself to everyone.
Not that the entire Weyr didn't know by now that the girl who had Impressed their last hope was (possibly) dying.
