That'll leave a Mark...

[Meiling]

A beeping sound woke Meiling just as it started to whine as power disappeared from the ship. Ice blue eyes opened to see a grey murk of smoke. Her ears twitched to the sound of hissing as the ships manual fire safety kicked in, putting out any fires that might be ablaze, which wasn’t too hard to believe considering the amount of smoke in the ship.

Meiling was on the floor, her back slumped up against the chair she was sitting in before the craft crashed into the planet. Her head was spinning. 'Why am I on the floor?...' She put her hand to her face and hissed in pain. Her bottom lip was split on the left side down past the curved line of her lip and halfway down towards her chin. She could taste blood in her mouth where she had bit her tongue. The left side of her jaw and high cheek bones where grazed and already yellowing with bruising.

That's when she remembered she had taken her safety belt off to beat up Krad. When the ship hit into the ground she must of lurched forwards and smashed onto the dash where there was a red stain of blood over some of the buttons. She must of then slid back off and flopped onto the floor where she was.

She moved her arms first. She had a deep gash in her right arm which had blood trickling down her arm. It was nothing life threatening, but if not bandaged with something might get infected. Next was her legs. They both seemed fine. They probably didn't get much of a beating because it was more her upper half of her body that smashed into the dash. She seems fine other then being very sore. The only thing that worried her was it hurt to breath, and the smoke didn’t help that at all.

The fire was out thanks to the safety back up system but there was still smoke hanging around which now mixed with the smell of fire extinguisher. You know when you spray air freshener and you breath it in through your mouth by accident? Well it was like that.

She coughed and felt a sharp pain in her chest. She looked down at her smooth flat stomach and saw it too was yellowing with bruising and there was a thin red line where the edge of the dash had just cut in enough to make little beads of blood dot along the line.

She looked up at the dash again and noticed the screen was completely black. That’s why it was dark, when they crashed the nose of the ship had dug into the ground and berried the screen in loose dirt.

KRAD! She turned her head so fast that she yelped in pain. It would seem her neck was stiff too. She couldn't even see him through the smoke which stung her eyes and made them water. If you looked at her though you would know that was not the only reason tears where streaking her face, mixing with the blood on her left side of her face.

She was scared and didn't even know if she had any internal damage. What worried her most was that her parents were not here to care for her and tell her she was okay. Kiss her on the forehead and hug her.

“Krad...?” Her voice was harsh and she coughed on the smoke again. “Krad??!” The panic was all too clear in her voice. She lifted her arm up slowly and waves it about a little to try and wave away some of the smoke. 'Please, be okay... Don’t leave me here...'

(WC:||: 619)
(OOC:||: D: It looked so much more in word...Sorry its short ;A;

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[Krad Zephyros]

Sparks hissed through his ears, though no light was visible. Every so often a noise would bring life to such a lifeless void, but then all would fall quiet again. There was no conscious in this realm. There was only darkness. But consciousness, like a seed, was beginning to sprout as the noises and sensations saturated it like rainwater. Initially, the first feeling was a steady pounding. The seed of conscious took root. From this root, this steady pounding, came awareness of a physical body. The seed began to bud.

Breathing was the next sensation. The steady rise and fall of one's lungs was like a green stalk stemming from the earth. More sounds and sensations fell all around the seed of consciousness until awareness finally bloomed like a white rose in the emptiness. "Ugh..." His conscious had bloomed.

The first thing Krad remembered were his emergency low-altitude maneuvers. Twirl, lift, brake, and level. Unfortunately, in the middle of leveling out, one of the fuel tanks emptied out ad the ship stalled. Thankfully they were already low enough so that the impact would not decimate them, but the speed of the craft didn't make their trip any more pleasant.

Krad finally awoke to the sounds of the dying craft. His ocean blue eyes gently opened, but the blackish haze of smoke pouring in to the room obstructed most of his vision. Sparks surged across the roof of the craft and burst from the dashboard. Numbing pain vibrated through the blue-haired pilot's entire body, but he did his best to ignore it.

His squinted eyes attempted to slice through the smog, but failed. The ship completely sealed itself off during impact so he could not even see what lay outside. No light could pierce through the dense metal. No sounds from the outside could fight through this menacing silence. A voice could, however, and he heard it cry out for him.

“Krad...?” The voice was harsh from smoke-abused lungs, but the concern could still be heard. “Krad??!” It called out again, painting an image of a young Myrthra girl in his mind.

"Meili-" The adventurer went to call out her name, but smog filled his lungs like a noxious gas and he coughed violently. It felt like he swallowed fire and it burned both his insides and his lungs. He tried to cover his mouth, but that's when he realized his shoulders were paralyzed. Fear almost got the better of him, but then he remembered his harness was still pulled down over him.

Try as he did to free himself, the mechanism used to unlock the harness malfunctioned. Perhaps that's what the sparking noise was. Krad went to take another breath, but held it. The smoke was still present right in his face and if he inhaled again he feared the worst. An idea made itself present and Krad suddenly fell calm. He remembered, after all, that he possessed the perfect power for a situation like this.

His eyes fell shut like curtains and his breathing ceased. Then, a cooling sensation from the pit of his stomach began to grow and expand. He felt this unnatural breeze collect in small particles around his body before the taste of pure air kissed his lips. He smirked, then exhaled. A breath of refreshing air, times ten, expanded like a gust of wind. This wind banished the thick smog from the area, opening a visible pathway for Meiling and Krad to see each other.

He breathed in. The air was fresh, but now he could see the full extent of the damage, including the damage done to Meiling. His heart cringed in pain when he saw the bruises all over her body. The cuts and blood were everywhere. His teeth grind, but he holds his pity. Instead, he offers a playful grin before weakly saying, "Maybewearing your seat belt should be a rule too..."

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[Meiling]

Meiling couldn’t even express the feeling of gratitude when the smoke was blown away with an unnatural breeze. He looked pretty okay, still in his seat. She had the feeling he felt as stiff and sore as her, but if he did, he didn’t show it.

"Maybe wearing your seat belt should be a rule too..."

She wished there was something to throw at him. How dare he smirk like that?? She was in pain here. She felt a rush of heat to her face. “Its not my fault-!” She sighed and held her hand to her face. It hurt her face to talk. She moved to push herself up onto her seat and held her arm up to look at it. It wasn't too bad. It might leave a small scar but nothing more.

“What happened?” She rubbed her face with her sleeve to try and get off some of the blood and tears. She could hardly move because of how sore she was. “Where are we?” She was kind of just throwing the questions out there, she didn't expect him to answer. How would he know what was outside the ship? They couldn’t even see outside anyway.

She sat there silently for a while before looking at Krad. “Are we gunna run out of air or something?...” She was thinking of all the horrible ways that they would die. At least if they ran out of air it would just be like going to sleep. Maybe she was being over dramatic but she felt as if she was going to die. She'd never been in this much pain. But that being said, shes never really been hurt more then an claw which has grown too long and curled into the padding of her paw. It got infected and she couldn't walk on it for weeks.

She moved to bend forwards to double over, putting her fingertips on the floor in front of her. Her hands grew bigger and turned to big fluffy paws, fur growing out her skin along her arms. Her face lengthened out into a snout with thick white whiskers. Within a blink of an eye she went from young woman to a young white Tigress. Her thick fur was pure white with black stripes all over. Her eyes remained the same ice blue as before.

She felt so much more comfortable in this skin. She moves away from the chair and padded around behind them. There was not much room for her in this form, but if it meant she was in less pain then she didn’t care. She flopped down onto her side, tail thumping about on the floor. She was irritated, and while in her animal form that was somewhat dangerous. She would be more unpredictable in this form. Her instincts could easily take over and she could attack Krad if she got too irritated.

She wouldn’t mean to of course. It would be more her animal urges that just take her over. In her village it wouldn’t be a problem. They where all Myrthra like her. Just a side swipe from Meiling, which would be nothing to another Myrthra, It'd be no more then a little playful hit. But to a normal human it could brake bones.

(WC:||: 549)
(OOC:||: First time rp'ed with Meiling her her animal Form ;D)

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[Krad Zephyros]

The air was now clear, though it wasn't circulating. It was still, trapped within the locked vessel. It was fresh now, but every time the two of them breathed the air would slowly get heavy and stale. Krad breathed out with disappointment through his nose. He hated still air. Being an elemental that dealt with the wind, he'd grown especially fond of natural breezes. This stale air was disgusting. His eyes slowly opened, and drifted towards Meiling, who seemed like she was stretching out across the floor.

Then he realized what she was doing, and his eyes slowly grew with intrigue. He watched her body literally stretch to double its size and weight. He watched as her once tender, delicate hands thickened in to heavy paws. He witnessed her slender frame elongate and widen. Her once smooth skin budded with luminous fur. Her youthful face swelled with powerful fangs. With all these changes occurring simultaneously, her beautiful blue eyes continued to glow with the same crystal light.

The once slender, delicate Meiling that he rescued from a stray capsule morphed before his very eyes. Now, in her place, a luminous and proud white tigress. Krad eyes did not reflect the awe he felt inside. They were as casual as usual, but that did not change the fact that he was impressed. He had only viewed a handful of Myrthra transformations, but never did he ever witness that of a white tiger. He thought the Myrthra women were only beautiful in their hybrid forms, but for some reason, he still felt a small attraction towards the majestic tigress. Perhaps it was just the royal white and icy blue tones that colored her fur. Perhaps it was the rarity of the situation. How many people could say they've seen a white tiger in their lifetime? How many people could say they've seen a Myrthra transform in to one?

He watched as she made herself comfortable on the floor, but he could still see the annoyance in her body language. Though she may not be human, Krad could still read her. He was a hunter, after all. He could read the body language of both man and beast. A smirk formed across his bruised face before he spoke to her as casually as any other time. "Think you could rip this harness off me? I can't do much if I'm strapped down."

His eyes drifted away from hers. She may have a human form, but he knew all too well that when Myrthra transform, their animalistic instincts are more prominent than human rationalization. Even still. He'd rather take his chances with her than still air. "Well? Whaddya say? Maybe then I ca find a way to get us out of this thing."

[Meiling]

"Think you could rip this harness off me? I can't do much if I'm strapped down."

Meiling eyes glanced over at him still strapped into his seat. He looks so small compared to her animal form. She moved her head so her chin was against the cold metal floor and huffed. She didn’t like the small space, and being a huge majestic tigress didn’t help the lack of space. Her thick tail continued to thump on the floor and her claws made long scratches in the metal.

"Well? Whaddya say? Maybe then I can find a way to get us out of this thing."

A sudden grumble of a suppressed roar came from her throat. She just wanted to lay here. She may of looks fine now, but the fur just hid her bruises and cuts. But with her being in her Animal Form would mean that her body could take the blows a lot easier. Her body wouldn’t be a fragile as a humans.

She pushed her paws out and stood up and came over to him. Her head was bigger then his and now about 3 inches from him. She may of looked like a wild annoyed animal, but her eyes still had the kindness of Meiling. She looked at him and his seat before sitting down. She lifted a huge paw and put it on the strap somewhat clumsy, as if she didn’t realise how big her paws where and that now she was lacking her nimble thumbs. She flexed her claws and they dug gently into the strap, but also into Krad's body underneath.

The moment she felt her claws cut through his clothes to leave little holes, skin under her nails she pulled her paw away. She had a face of pure concentration. She was trying so hard not to harm him in any way. She scooted closer to him and this time nuzzled into his side, checking she had not cut into his side with her claws, which luckily she hadn’t.

She slowly opened her jaw and her fangs, longer then Krad's hand, latched on around the strap. It was pretty easy to shred the strap with her teeth once she carefully pulled it away from his body. She didn’t want to shred him up too.

The straps fell loose and she looked at him before nuzzling her snout into his chest. She wanted to make sure he was okay. Her warm breath waved over him. You'd picture a tigers breath to smell bad, but Meiling's breath if anything smelt like flowers. In fact her fur seemed to smell of flowers too. Lavender to be exact. Her fur was the softest I'm sure that Krad had felt. Her ears where laid back but in a somewhat content way.

It seems the moment was over before it began and Meiling moved away and padded away towards the back again and paced, her tail hitting the wall. Even just getting hit by her tail would hurt. She looked over at him as she paced, as if waiting for him to fix this. Suddenly she seemed to flop onto the floor panting and laying her head down. I'm sure with two humans the air in here would last a while, but I’m sure a tiger sucking in more air then a human. They would run out of air before long.

The blood from her wounds had also started to stain her beautiful white fur. She was tired, in pain and hot. She wanted to sleep...

“Hurry up-...I don't like it in here...”

(WC:||: 596)
(OOC:||: Meiling nom nom on Krad xD)

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[Krad Zephyros]

Krad winced from the pain in his chest, but dealt with it nonetheless. Blood budded from the wounds inflicted by Meiling's claws, but Krad was able to suppress the look of pain from his face, even though the black t-shirt was starting to soak red. ~This sucks...~ he thought to himself as he sat in the chair looking at Meiling. "Not so delicate in your full form are you?" he flashed her a sarcastic smirk. There weren't any hard feelings. Those little wounds weren't anything.

Krad flexed his arms a bit, then rolled his shoulders in order to stretch his joints. He groaned like 2nd generation android, then loosened up the joints in his neck by twisting it to the left and right. He was so stiff his bones creaked like rusty pipes. Such is the fate of those who plummet through the atmosphere. Oh well.

"Well at least we're alive...?" He said calmly as he looked around. They were locked in to the cockpit. The rest of the ship was sealed off by an emergency metal canopy hidden behind the thick smog Krad's wind was pushing back. It wasn't bad enough he just went through a crash-landing. He was still exerting his wind magic, and on top of that, he now had three stabbing pains in his chest. Though he didn't complain. His training taught him there was no use in complaining. Either you're alive and getting the job done, or you're dead and receiving the rest you've earned.

He rested his arms on the chair while his ocean blue eyes scanned the dashboard in front of him. The keys are mostly busted out, sparking, or on fire. They were useless. The blast shield, a metal sheet surrounding the cockpit, was still up. He couldn't even see the outside. His eyes dropped with annoyance. If anything, he would take his sword out and slice his way out, but that may not be such a good idea. As far as he knew, they could be underwater. One wrong slash and this ship would become their watery casket.

~What to do...~

He was sure that he had to find a way to open the seal to the rest of the ship. At least that way they would have more air circulating. That was the first goal. Now how to accomplish it. Krad got an idea, then rose from his chair. He stepped out from in front of it, then grudgingly knelt down before the dashboard. "I'm getting too old for this..." He groaned as he examined the bottom of the dash. "If I'm right, all the controls are connected underneath here."

His sword would easily tear through the metal panel, but it might also slice through the necessary cords he needed for his plan to work. He might also hit Meiling as well. The space was already cramped between himself and the Tigress. He didn't need his man-sized sword swinging haplessly around on top of that.

"Mei." He beckoned for her with a hand while still examining the panel beneath the dash. "You think you can tear me a hole? Don't dig so deeply this time, though." He grinned humorously this time, then inched a few feet to the side so she could have enough elbow room to tear the panel off. He was hoping all the wires and connectors would still be intact. If he could hot wire the emergency locking mechanism, he could unlock the door and lift the metal shield over the cockpit. He nodded, then smirked. They were gonna get out of here.

[Meiling]

"Not so delicate in your full form are you?"

She huffed a little. “I'm sorry. I'm not use to being around ear-less and tail-less Mythra.” She knew he wasn’t a Mythra but she was too irritated to try and remember what he said he was. She watched him with her head laid on the floor as he stretched. Her ears twitched to every crack that came from his body.

She wasn’t sure if he was talking to himself or her as he knelt down. Either way she didn’t really have much interest. In her full form she seemed almost like a different person, but that might be to the fact she was hurt, and hurt tigers are not happy tigers.

"Mei."

Her ears perked towards him and she lifted her head up. No one ever called her Mei before. She kinda liked it and it seemed to cheer her up a bit. He was waving her over. She got up once again and padded over. There wasn’t a lot of room for them, even after he scooted out the way.

"You think you can tear me a hole? Don't dig so deeply this time, though."

She glanced at him, a rumble in her throat signalling her annoyance. “It got you out your chair didn’t it?” She could somewhat tell he wasn't holding it against her or anything, but it still annoyed her how the words 'thank' and 'you' had not come out of his mouth.

She looked at the panel. She may be a tiger but that’s metal, could her claws and fangs tear a hole in it? 'Only one way to find out I suppose.' She glanced over the panel for a while before she picked a area that was slightly dented already. Probably from the crash. It was nails on a chalkboard as she dug her claws into the metal. There was a satisfying pop sound as each claw pieced through the metal. And then- instead of making a hole, she just ripped the whole metal panelling off, making it whine loudly as it bent out of shape.

But then Meiling let out a distressed groan. Her claws where stuck. She tugged but it just bent the metal more and more. She huffed and suddenly with a blink of an eye, instead of a huge tiger, the small young woman that Krad had first met was sat next to him. Her hand easily slid out of the hole where her claws once was.

Was it the light or did she look paler then before? As if her wounds where more troublesome in this form. It was not clear with all the fur, but now that she was fur-less you could see how much blood she'd lost out of her arm and her other wounds. It was not a deathly amount...but enough to make you feel dizzy.

She looked at him with that pleading look dogs give you. 'Did I do good?' it said. She had indeed done what he asked. Pulling the metal away without harming the wires. But now there was a curling piece of metal to Meiling's side that looked like it was rather dangerously swaying unsteadily...

(WC:||: 533)
(OOC:||: thats stupidly short im sorry xD)

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[Krad Zephyros]

Krad smirked at the girl and rubbed his hand across her human hair. He gave an approving head-nod, though his stomach tightened at the sight of her. She was pale, yes, but never this pale. She must be losing a lot of blood. If she pushed herself too much, he feared she may collapse. Who knows where in the known universe they could be. Perhaps there was a hospital right outside the window. Perhaps there was one three planets away. Krad did not wish to push his luck.

Though he is a battle-hardened warrior, he knew this was not right. Meiling could be in serious danger and he took responsibility for this. His eyes were focused on hers. Though his face spelled out a casual 'good job', his eyes were hard with determination. He already decided he would get her out of here safe. It was a warrior's vow he made to himself.

Turning away from the girl he quickly went to work. The wires dangled from their hangings. Reds, blues, and greens were all intertwined like multicolored vines in a forest. Krad's eyes narrowed as he traced each and every wire from where it was connected on toe broken dash to where it roped down. It took a trained eye to not get lost among the twisted plugs, and a trained eye was what he possessed.

Krad reached in the sizable hole with one hand and, just as his fingers neared the plugs, a violent surge of energy sparked flames close by his face. He retracted his hand to protect himself, but did not let this random spark scare him from his goal. Again, he reached in like a cautious hunter attempting to obtain a dangerous snake. His fingers found their leathery mark. A smirk spread across the left side of his face as he worked his technical magic. Again, he traced the wires to their designated plugs. His eyes followed the wires like twisted rainbow train tracks. He thought he was lost within them, but he was able to navigate his fingers through.

Carefully, he separated the wires for the keyboard away from those of the emergency locks. It was still a gamble, however. He'd dealt with such sophisticated technologies throughout his teen years, this out-dated mass of scrap was far too basic for him to wrap his mind around. Some of the wires he handled, he had no idea what they could do. It was easy to pinpoint the basics: steering, engine, throttle, but there were only a few wires that connected to those functions among what seemed like hundreds of nameless wires.

Krad wasn't ready to give up, though. He took a chance anyway wit the best educated guess he could possibly make. He separated more wires, now handling the ones that served the automated emergency functions. His brow glistened with dirty sweat, like a mechanic working under the hood of a car on a hot summer afternoon. Krad thumbed through the wires until he was left with a hand full. Only one of the wires needed to be pulled in order to deactivate the canopy's locking mechanism. If he pulled the wrong one several terrible things could probably happen.

Their emergency air supply could be vacuumed out. The front canopy could give way, exposing them to the unpredictable elements of the outside. The ship's engine could start up again, triggering an explosion if there is a fuel leak. There were other possibilities as well, but those were the main concerns of the blue-haired Zephyros.

"Pray for me." He said in common as he pulled apart a green wire he selected. It sparked violently and the red hazard lights went black. There was a moment of silence. Was the air draining out? Did he do something wrong? Were they going to die?

A beep sounded from the back of the room, followed by the brush of metal against steel. Slowly, the emergency canopy lock lifted from the back of the room. Bleak, brownish smog was sucked out like a vacuum as fresh air siphoned in to the room. Krad turned around to see this and a sigh of relief escaped his lungs. He smirked, then his eyes flashed towards Meiling. "There are windows in the hall," he said confidently. "At least now we'll be able to see what the outside looks like."

[Amy Heatherfield]

The desert raged. Just as it had raged for as long as anyone could remember. Splitting the continent in two, only one race and a handful of monsters decided to call it home. The place was unnatural, sand forming and staying where it shouldn't. Even next to a sea, the sand ran thick and strong, muddying the tide. Anyone brave enough to go within usually only saw flickers and shadows as they walked. The mirages remained as they were, until the fool's blood fell to the ground, quickly hidden amongst the dunes.

The crashed space pod had landed in the first of eight sectors. It was the oldest and harshest spot in all of the desert. Untold machines and skeletons were buried deep beneath the storm. Of course, barely a grain of sand covered the majority of forgotten objects. A Tenovem camp had been constructed to try and salvage as much as what was possible. Close to the east border of the west side territory, the camp was very much self sustainable. Anyone who needed help usually didn't get it, unless they were being attacked by a rather noticeable monster.

As was their luck that day, a mighty beast was coming towards the ship. Fifteen pairs of golden claws flashed through the perpetual sandstorm. That storm never stopped, only ever ripping through whatever found its sorry self within.

Accompanying the fifteen pairs were five more on each side, spaced three apart. At the front were two more, arranged like horns. The same style was at the back, like a tail ready to strike. Altogether, the display was half a mile long. And going several miles times that towards Krad and Meiling. The pair wouldn't see it for a while, only the ferocious storm that turned the air and sky gray.

(WC: 300 on the nose)
(OOC: Congratulation, you are out of the ship, now you have to fight a giant monster :P)

[Meiling]

A soft purring like sound came from Meiling throat when Krad rubbed his hand over her hair. She smiles a little before sighing. She wanted to sleep. Krad turned away and was at work with the wires. Meiling didn’t understand what different coloured strings had to do with anything.

She watched as flames attempted to lick at his face. Fire was something Meiling feared. All her hackles where on edge as she watched Krad put his hand in for a second time. He seemed to be feeling around for what, to Meiling, felt like hours.

Sleep was beckoning Meiling. She felt her body stump a little. Her eyelids where so heavy. It wouldn't matter if she closed them just for a second right? Just...for a... second... She let out a soft sigh as she feel into something which wasn’t quiet sleep, but also not awake. She could hear everything. Her ears still twitched as she laid with her eyes shut. She heard Krads voice but she was so far away now that she couldn’t make it out. It was in common anyway so she wouldn’t of understood it.

Then a bleep sound came from the back and a squeak of metal on metal. Her eyes opened at that point. Not because of the sounds, but because the room was filled with clean, cool air. She was still somewhat out of it but she could still move. She leant forwards and used the seat to pull herself up to stand. The room was clear of the smog but her vision was still blurred around the edges a little.

"There are windows in the hall, At least now we'll be able to see what the outside looks like."

Meiling look at him and with a slight stumble headed out the cockpit. She wanted out of this stupid ship. Surely if she got out then she would be fine. It was lucky the two of them where in the cockpit because when she makes it out into the hallway she notices a huge tare in the side of the ship. It must of happened when they landed. The rip in the side was big enough for 5 or 6 of Meilings to stand side by said and still be some room. It was amazing none of the stuff had gone.

Sad was already seeping in. It was making a little pile on the floor. Another lucky thing for them was the sand storm outside was blowing in such a direction that it didn’t come straight into the ship. But it wouldn’t take long for the ship to be covered in sand.

“What is this? The deadly desert?” She looked back at Krad. She'd never seen such an unforgiving place. But that’s when she heard it. Her ears perked up dead straight. Her eyes where alert even if her vision was still blurred. The she could feel it. The ground was shaking. Only ever so slightly but it was shaking enough for Meiling to feel it. “Krad...” She moved to climb out the tare in the side of the ship. She had to be careful. The twisted metal would slice through her like a knife through butter. She popped her head out, only to be sand blasted. She quickly ducked back in.

“Krad there is something big coming... Its huge...” She slid down the sand back into the ship. Her hair was dotted with specks of sand. It was in her ears. She had kept her eyes shut, her vision was blurred enough without having sand thrown in it.

She was somewhat amazed. Only moments ago she wanted to sleep, but now her body was ready to go. Maybe it was in her instincts to fight for survival? “Krad its getting louder.” She had already folded her ears back against her head. She couldn’t understand how he couldn’t hear it. It was bad enough with the horrible noise of the wind, but it could never mask the sound of that! Krad would not have been able to hear it, unless he has super human hearing.

(WC:||: 685)
(OOC:||: Lol I hope thats okay x.x I didnt know really what to put lol...)