- Nov 13, 2022
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On his way rushing back into camp, Ravensong had technically said something to him. However, after what Lichentail had told him, his blood had been pumping so fast in between his ears that he had not been able to make out even a syllable; perhaps not even a semblance of a sound of what anyone was saying. Even the birds, the rustling of trees—it sounded like the deafening echoes that he had been subjected to in that wretched cave, or like the cries he had heard when one of their own had been paralyzed by a dog. His legs moved on their own accord, and when he came face to face with Ravensong, he had shockingly little reaction.
Ravensong froze, seeming as if he had not been expecting him to ever come back. For the tiny moment that Dovethroat stopped moving as well, it made him shatter. Like he had fallen into a million pieces that would never come back together.
However, his instinct followed through and he nudged into Ravensong with as much force as would be safe to use in his strong body, and practically dragged him back into the medicine den. The moment that the two were sufficiently alone, he turned to Ravensong with a wild look in his eyes that betrayed how determined and resolute he had been in bringing him back over here.
"A-Are you alright?" He panted loudly and borderline obnoxiously, obviously exhausted. "I—th-they said—they s-said you—that you almost—" it was clear that he was avoiding a particular word, but it was not as if Ravensong would not know. "Are you a-a-alright?" He asked again with an almost ferocious identity—if he could be, he would be shaking Ravensong by the shoulders at the moment.
@RAVENSONG
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