Post by Ghost of Fire (Fëanáro) on Aug 12, 2013 18:44:59 GMT -8
L’van shook his head. “No sir,” he managed, still dazed by the reverberations of Thoth’s injury. He hastily grabbed meat, pushing more into the pail until it was as heavy as he could conceivably carry. Grabbing it up, he staggered back towards his dragon, listening with a mind almost numb from fatigue, mental, physical, and emotional, to the advice from the LifeWing. Allash, that was what Eira had said the bird’s name was, Allash and…
“Thank you, D’ton, Allash,” he whispered, sinking down next to Thoth with the food.
Maybe I should have asked for some help, he thought, closing his eyes and leaning back on his left arm.
“Thank you, D’ton, Allash,” he whispered, sinking down next to Thoth with the food.
Maybe I should have asked for some help, he thought, closing his eyes and leaning back on his left arm.