Collab with [@Aerandir] [center][h1][color=bc8dbf]Emiliah[/color] and [color=0054a6]Flint[/color][/h1][/center] [color=bc8dbf]"Well, alright,"[/color] said Emiliah. [color=bc8dbf]"If you are sure you want to go chasing after that other witch, we best be heading foward,"[/color] She then paused, looking at him. [color=bc8dbf]"Are you sure your are alright? You seem a bit...odd," [/color] It was more of what he was saying that had her uneasy. Whatever that 'fuck fate' thing was about, she wasn't quite sure she wanted to know. Flint nodded as he went back to the witch and crouched down, pulling his dagger from the corpse and cleaning it off on her....well crusty clothes before slipping it back into his sheath, He then reached into a pouch behind his back and pulled out a small bottle, He looked up at it to be sure what it was, in the candlelight Emiliah would see oil, with a bunch of white grainy specks. He threw it at the witch, breaking it over her. He looked back at her with a raised eyebrow.[color=0054a6] "Yeah...."[/color] He said, trying to pull his faux smile and attitude over. [color=0054a6]"Why do you ask?"[/color] He picked up his candle that was on the ground while Emiliah would answer and relight it. [color=bc8dbf]"No reason,"[/color] She said quickly.[color=bc8dbf] "I mean...besides the fact that you almost got goosed by a witch," [/color] She watched Flint work on the body of the witch. [color=bc8dbf]"Salt?" [/color] she said, the oil would make sense, the body had to be removed and [i]she[/i] certainly wasn't going to be dragging it of there. Nor did she fancy the caves smelling like death forever more. But the salt, well, that was new. Soon the cave was lit by two candles, yet it did very little to fit the darkness. She waited till the body was lit. There was nothing for the fire to burn, so there wasn't any reason to wait until it was out. That would take [i]hours[/i]. [color=bc8dbf]"So, I hate to rush, but we've only got about a quarter of an hour left on these candles. And....the bag might still be on the other side of the wall...fancy giving the boulder another...little...push?" [/color] Flint nodded a few times, as if she brought up a good point. He wasn't really worried that he could've died. He's done that a few times. His eyes looked to the right as if he was trying to think of something.[color=0054a6] "Well, ya know....comes with the job. Got to be prepared for these sort of things." [/color]He really didn't want to get into detail that the witch got to him in his mind. Always a bad thing for a Hunter to say. Once his candle was lit he held it to the oil patch that was now on the witch, igniting it suddenly. [color=0054a6]"Salt is used in many cultures as keeping things pure. Where most of it is false doctorine, there was some truth in it. The salt is meant to burn into the witches soul and purify her soul that her spirit wont have power to come back to haunt, or become something worse. Keeps her dead essentially." [/color] He made a grimace...realizing that it would only really work if the entire body was burned to ash...a simple bottle wasn't going to work. Sighing he then added, [color=0054a6]"But it actually only works if the body is fully consumed in flame. " [/color] [color=bc8dbf]"I see,"[/color] She said, making a mental note to start lightly salting her witches before frying them.[color=bc8dbf] "We aren't going to wait around all day for [i]that[/i] are we?" [/color] she asked, trying to keep the whining in her voice to a minimum. He shook his head,[color=0054a6] "Course not... " [/color] He raised his left arm to the square after a few moments of silence as he tried to think of the proper words to speak. [color=0054a6]"אני מושח בשמן זה אשר כבר מקודש עבור לסלק מכל הצורות רשעות. על ידי הכח, והסמכות של כהונת מלכיצדק, אשר הושקעה לי האב על מנת לעשות את רצונו של אדוננו ומושיענו. אני קורא וניהול של מלאכים לטהר הנשמה זה כך שהוא לא יחזור לעשות שום נזק יותר. בשם ישו, אמן." [/color]Flint had spoken in Hebrew, as he felt a warm energy in his chest he knew it had worked. He dropped his arm and looked back to Emiliah,[color=0054a6] "That should take care of it." [/color]He then moved over to the stone covering the enterence and prepared himself to move it again as he moved his bow over his shoulder. Emiliah glanced at the witch, then back at Flint, shurgging. [color=bc8dbf]"You know, that is getting closer and closer to witchcraft everyday," [/color] She said, waiting for the rock to be moved once more. One Flint shifted the rock, she stepped into the room, quickly gathering her bag and lighting a new candle. [color=bc8dbf]"Perhaps try...not letting go, slide around it? Maybe? I'm not sure if the witch caused to rock to slam or if it just how the rock is, but I'd rather have you in one piece," [/color] Flint once again went at the rock, this time it seemed even easier...maybe because his blood was filled with extra adrenilne from what had just happened to him, and the thought of crushing his fingers by accident. As he did it he said while a little strain in his voice. [color=0054a6]"Actually... All the powers of the devil...where the witches powers mimic or come from...are a mockery of God's powers. So while it may look like witch craft, it does hold still some truth behind it."[/color] He finished pushing the rock and held it there for her to make it through.[color=0054a6] " Though..."[/color] His mind flicking back to one of her earlier statements.[color=0054a6] "That's not as important and interesting as you saying you were excited to get back to me..."[/color] He said as he looked back at her with a smile on his face." [color=bc8dbf]"Well, I was,"[/color] She said, shrugging, thankful that a cave made blushes somewhat easy to hide.[color=bc8dbf] "Although, I think...pressed might have been a better choice. I was worried you might wander off into some dark corner of the cave and then I'd never find you,"[/color] She said, although her voice was much lighter than usual. [color=bc8dbf] "Then I'd have to explain to BOTH your brother and Bobby how I lost you in a cave," [/color] she teased. She stood close by, watching to make sure that the man was close behind her before walking on. This time, the rock stayed pulled back. The part of the cave they were in now, while not totally new to her, she had spent much less time in.[color=bc8dbf] "So, I think," [/color] She said, examining a fork in the road. [color=bc8dbf]"That...this might take us to the far side exit," [/color] She said, pointing left. [color=bc8dbf]"There will be a few tight places, and... it'll be tight getting you out, but it's the fastest way I know," [/color] He let a sigh as she teased him again, Kinda enjoying the banter himself. Once she was through and he was ready, he jumped through the opening, not wanting to lose any of his extremities...but the door didn't slam shut like it did before. He let out a relief sigh and dusted himself off before following Emiliah, he groaned as she said there might be a few tight places, just what he needed.[color=0054a6] "It would seem we have no choice."[/color] He said as he looked around, one hand on his dagger, just in case. As they walked he started to watch her more and more, his mind thinking about what th witch said... and yet as he thought about it, it was cold...dark, and didn't feel right... Like it was off. Sure something from a witch usually was that way... But he wanted with all his heart to prove that witch wrong. Emiliah lead them down, deeper into the cave. It all seemed to be fine, it was just how she remembered it. While it wasn't uncommon to find herself in parts of the cave she didn't recall, it always seemed to right itself and a familar landmark would appear. But suddenly, she relized that they had been going almost half and hour and she hadn't seen anything she rememebered seeing before. She stopped walking. [color=bc8dbf]""Uh," [/color] said shaid slowly, looking around. There was a small whole a few feet ahead that seemed to go up, far too small for Flint to fit. [color=bc8dbf]""I'm just going to check to see if there is a better way...up right fast, will you take the bags? I shouldn't be but a minute," [/color] Or longer, she thought, if I don't reconize that room, we'll have to back track. Which meant wasting even more time. Flint gave a pained look. Uh Never sounded good in these situations. She then bore some bad news. He groaned.[color=0054a6] "Emiliah..." He said as he took her bag. [color=0054a6]"Please don't tell me you're lost." [color=bc8dbf]"I'm not ready to admit that just yet," [/color] she said passing the bag before crawling head first into the hole. It was tight and it took her a few minutes to even get her whole body in. After that, it was easier, but it took a while before she reached the next big room. Another place that she didn't recongize. With a groan, she crawled back through the whole towards Flint. When she got back, she gave him a small smile [color=bc8dbf]"Well, think of it this way, you get to see that really cool rock formation again,"[/color] She turned to lead them on when her hand brushed on a loose rock. That rock sent the whole room down. Flint rolled his eyes as she went on ahead, as she was gone though he scratched the back of his head as he began to pace. Once he was out of here....NO more caves. Ugh. The woods was far better for him anyways, more open space, easier for his style of fighting. When she came back though and said look on the bright side kind of thing, He gave a confused sigh.[color=0054a6] "What really cool...." Suddenly the cave started to rumble and shake as the the rocks began to fall. With out thinking he jumped over to Emiliah and wrapped one arm around her while pushing her down with his other and using his body to cover her as the rocks came tumbling down. His back was pelted with heavy rocks, and even his head, wincing in pain with each hit. He knew damn sure he wasn't going to let her die though. As soon as the rocks started to fall, Emiliah croched down and raised her hands to cover to head, the flame on her candle flickering out in the process, the last thing she saw was Flint rushing towards her. She felt, rather then saw his body cover hers and smelled a warm, comforting scent, but she could hear the rocks crashing down around them and the sound of breaking bones. The dust flew everywhere, making is difficult to breath. There was nothing to do other than wait till it ended. Finally, the last couple of rocks cracked against the ground and Emiliah opened her eyes, the flame from Flint's candle was dulled by the dust in the air [color=bc8dbf]"Flint?" asked Emiliah, her mouth and throat dry with cave dust. [color=bc8dbf] "Are you...are you okay?"[/color] She hoped he would answer, but suspected and dreaded that he wouldn't. Flint was silent for a moment, As he found it difficult to breath. He felt at least three broken ribs, not to mention one of the rocks knocked his head hard...only thankful that it didn't kill him right there...or perhaps it would have been better. As the adreneline was kicked in...he wont feel the full extent of the pain on his body till it wore off... He coughed, blood spilling out from his mouth, and mixed with the blood pouring from his head wound.[color=0054a6] "I-im fine. Just a slight headache.... Are you....hurt? Emiliah?"[/color] He asked with a concern tone. He said as he forced one of his confident smiles. Even with the limited light, Emiliah could see that he wasn't being truthful. [color=bc8dbf]"Liar,"[/color] she said, reaching up to touch his face, made more difficult by how close he was. [color=bc8dbf]"And of course [i] I'm[/i] fine, you took all the heavy blows,"[/color] She reached out around him, trying to make sure he didn't have a stalactite sticking out of his back that he was 'fine' with. [color=bc8dbf]"I need you to be honest with me Flint, how badly hurt do you think you are?" [/color] Flint's eyes were strained as he continued with his Faux smile. Always trying to make it that no one worried about him. He could take care of himself. Though he did like the feel of her hand against his face. When she reached around him though, even though her touch was soft, he still flinched in pain as her hands ran over his broken ribs. He pushed himself up and away from her though, not wanting to seem weak. As he did, a few large rocks that were actually leaned against him shifted and fell backwards. He stood there for a moment and wiped his face, the blood clotting with all the dust in the air. He tried to look around the room, but it was too dark.[color=0054a6] "Nothing-I cant handle."[/color] He said with strained breathing. Which was semi true, the one good thing about the cursed blood in his system was that he healed much faster than a normal person...as his broken bones would mend with in a few days. He looked back down and offered his hand to help her up. Emiliah felt a sudden sense of loss as Flint pulled away and the cool air of the cave surrounded her again. It was so obvious that he was hurting that she wasn't sure why he was pretending otherwise. When he offered his hand, Emiliah glared at the hand, as though it offended her, before taking it. She then put on a sickly sweet smile. [color=bc8dbf]"Oh yeah? Can you handle say...crawling through that hole if it was our only way out?"[/color] she asked pointing towards the one she'd crawl out not moments before. [color=bc8dbf]"If not, you should let me know now. I'm no healer, but I might be able to help a little,"[/color] He notice her glare...what did he do? She then mentioned crawling through the hole that she just emerged from. He looked at it and back the way they came from. Surely that way was caved in farther down. He looked back to her hand which he forgot he was holding. Letting it drop.[color=0054a6]" I'll make do. I doubt there is much that one could do in this situation."[/color] He said, hinting that he was hurt, but that maybe she couldn't heal him...it would be something a witch doctor would do....or someoneelse...... He looked down at the ground to see his bow...snapped in two...he was sure his arrows were destroyed as well. [color=0054a6]"I do have less to pull through now..." [/color]He said with a bloody smile. Emiliah let out an exasperated sigh. [color=bc8dbf] "You should at least let me look," [/color] she said, reaching out to pull up the back of his shirt, giving him less chance to talk about how 'fine' he was, she had seen those boulders that he shook off his back standing up. What she saw was...well... a mess. [color=bc8dbf]"FLINT," [/color] she shouted, yanking the shirt up further. There were scratches and deep bruises over every inch of it and what looked suspiciously like a misplaced rib . [color=bc8dbf]" This ISN'T fine,"[/color] she said. He would have fought, but he winced in pain as he tried to jerk away. but pain shot through him. that he allowed her to pull his shirt up. When she yelled his name and yanked his shirt up he yelped in pain. He bit his lip as he groaned in pain.[color=0054a6] "It WAS FINE. " he said as he looked back at her. slowly trying to pull his shirt back down.[color=0054a6] "I've had worse..." he said trying to sound tough. He started to move to the hole and inspect it. This was going to hurt like hell he thought. [color=bc8dbf]"No, it wasn't FINE," [/color] she said, following him to the hole. [color=bc8dbf]"You are also NOT going in there, we'll just have to find another way," [/color] she then moved to block his way. [color=bc8dbf]" But BEFORE we do that, you are GOING to sit there and you ARE going to let me help you. Got it?"[/color] She said, putting her hands on her hips, daring him to try to argue otherwise. He winced as he looked around to her, He did not what so ever want her to try and take care of him...he was....fine...He closed his eyes and leaned against the wall, almost falling over. He shook his head and finally sat down slowly. Holding his head. Everything began to spin and he didn't have the strength to even argue anymore. [color=bc8dbf]"Finally,"[/color] she said. [color=bc8dbf]"Can you take your shirt off?" [/color] she said, looking around for her spear and bag. Her spear was fine, pushed up to the side of the cave, a litle dinged, but not bad. The bag, however. [color=bc8dbf]"Shit," [/color] she said, shoving a large rock out off of it. Most of the items in there were undamaged, but the candles were all smashed to waxy pieces. [color=bc8dbf]"Not to...make this worse, but we have...about..."[/color] she glanced at the candle that was lit. [color=bc8dbf]"About....an hour of light...if we ration," [/color] She then pulled out some thick cloth to help support his ribs. When she asked if he could take his shirt off, he doubted he could. His arms were growing heavy and it killed him to lift them. She turned to do something else at this point he didn't care as he reached behind him and pulled his knife out. He slowly turned it around and aimed it at his neck.He lifted it to the collar of his shirt and pulled down, cutting the fabic quite easily from the top to the bottom. She then said they only have about an hour of light. He weakly said,[color=0054a6] "I...I have more oil... if you get the wicks...we can use that for light as well..." [/color]He leaned the side of his body against the cold rock wall. Oh did it feel good. Emiliah walked back over to him, the bag hanging loosely in her hand. [color=bc8dbf]"Okay," [/color] she said holding the rags. [color=bc8dbf]"I know you are going to hate me right now, but you have to lean forward,"[/color] she said, trying hard to look at him through helping eyes only, even if she could appreciate the strength that the muscles held ....because it showed that he was a good hunter and someone to be admired and for...no other reason. She quickly wrapped his chest, the familar scent of safety coming over her again. [color=bc8dbf]"Okay,"[/color] she said. [color=bc8dbf]"I think...think that is as good as it is going to get,"[/color] She picked up the bag, pulling a few wicks out of the bag, tucking them into her pocket for easier access. [color=bc8dbf]"I...also have a little food and some water, but...I think we should wait...til..later to eat or drink anything,"[/color] She then reluctantly stood up, offering out her hand to help him up. He bent over, biting his lip even more to hold in the scream he wanted to yell. He tried to breath calmly as she wrapped his body and closed his eyes. He could smell her perfume...[i]Lavender[/i] it was slightly relaxing...and hundreds of times better than the smell of the cave. Once she was done she said something about water, and food and water and nodded.[color=0054a6] "I can hold out for a while..." [/color] He said, which was true...but with the amount of blood he lost he was going to have to push it... He took her hand relunctantly and after grunting in pain, stood up. He had to get moving, it was the only way he could ignore the pain. [color=bc8dbf]"Flint,"[/color] she said, reaching out to hold his arm. [color=bc8dbf]"If you need to stop and rest at all, please, don't be proud. Ask me for help,"[/color] She shouldered the bag in her spare hand with her spear. [color=bc8dbf]"If...if you get worse, I...I won't be able to help you Flint so...please, be honest. Don't let this be harder than it has to be," [/color] with that she lead him off, deeper into the unknown cave, still holding on to his arm. ------ Their progress was slow, Flint took a few breaks but he mostly was able to keep moving. As they walked, Flint with his arm over Emiliah's shoulders, they began to hear the sound of rushing water. Always a good sign. [color=0054a6]"We....must be close to an exit." [/color] he said weakly. As he groaned in pain, the adrenilne was totally gone from his body and he could feel everything. He looked to her and said, "lets rest here for a second." He winced once again in pain. Emiliah didn't have the heart to tell him that while the water /could/ lead them to an exit, it could also...drowned them. [color=bc8dbf]"Of course we can rest,"[/color] she said, slowly lowering him to the ground. When he sat down he took a few breaths. [color=0054a6]"Emiliah..." [/color] He said, his tone very serious. He looked up to her as coughed more blood. [color=0054a6]"You should just go ahead... Get Fenros... You will be faster getting out than dragging me with you." [/color] [color=bc8dbf]"F-Flint,"[/color] she said, trying to think of the kindest way to explain the problem with that to him. [color=bc8dbf]"Flint, even if...I am able to find Fenros in a reasonable amount of time...It'll still take hours..maybe days. I don't think we'd be able to get back through the rock fall on the other side and...Flint...there is a very strong chance that if...if I leave you here.... I won't ever be able to find you," [/color] She sat down next to him, offering her water skin. [color=bc8dbf]"Drink it all, I'll be able to fill it up at the river," [/color] She reach out to touch his skin, it burned to the touch. [color=bc8dbf]"Let's just rest for a moment, okay?" [/color] Flint closed his eyes and leaned back against the wall, the cool rock felt amaizing against his back. He listened as she explained the situation. He knew that very well. He took the water and drank it slowly. Pushing his head against her cool skin. He cleared his throat as he lowered the water.[color=0054a6] "Emiliah...I know... I know the risk." [/color] He knew it very well. He actually doubted his chance of surviving more and more in the last few hours. He just wanted to be sure Emiliah got out.[color=0054a6] " Emiliah...I don't think i'm gunna make it. Better for you to make it out...instead of dying in here with me trying to help me get out. " [/color]He groaned. Taking another swig of the last of the water.[color=0054a6]" Ill try to get out on my own. " [/color] He said softly. It was a stupid move, but he hoped Emiliah would just take his word for it. Emiliah looked at Flint for a moment, [color=bc8dbf]"That..."[/color] She said, walking closer to him. [color=bc8dbf]"Is by far the STUPIDEST thing you have said all day. I'm not leaving you. In fact, I'm feeling sort of exhausted myself. Possibly could even use a nap,"[/color] With that, she sat down right next to him, closering her eyes, crossing her arms stubbornly. He growled. [color=0054a6]"EMILIAH!" [/color]He yelled. Regretting it as he started to cough up blood again. [color=0054a6]"Don't be stubburn. Get yourself out of here. I can live with that. Its my job to protect. Not to be protected." [/color] He looked at her.[color=0054a6] "Get out of here now...please..." [/color]He said, almost begging. Emiliah didn't even open her eyes as he shouted at her. [color=bc8dbf]"All your talking is really making it hard to sleep Flint,"[/color] she said. After another moment she opened her eyes. [color=bc8dbf]"It is also MY job to protect. It is also my job to help those who can't help themselves, and right now, you need help,"[/color] He grunted. And shoved himself up, letting out a cry of pain. Before stumbling farther down the tunnel. [color=0054a6]"Fine, we wont rest then. I'm not going to till we are out of this damn Cave. " [/color] He said angryly Forcing him self through his pain. No way was he going to let Emiliah die alone in this cave, as he was surely to die from his injuries. Emiliah was up in a moment rushing to place herself under Flint's arm, trying to take as much of the weight as she could. A few moments later, they arrived at the shore of the river. It was a lot wider than she thought it should be. It went further then the light could show and it sounded fast. She poked that the water with her spear, it went almost to the top...so that meant it was deep too. [color=bc8dbf]"How...well do you think you can swim?"[/color] she said, her voice the closet to crying that she ever thought it could be. Flint was greatful that she pulled some of his weight on her. As they came to the river he sighed...this wasn't good. He could swim...but with his broken ribs....he could easily drown. He tried to smile as he raised his hands up and began to paddle.[color=0054a6] "I can only doggie paddle." [/color] he said as he chuckled at his own joke, groaning in pain as he said it. Emiliah let out a little choked laugh that sounded slightly more like a cry. [color=bc8dbf]"I have no broken ribs and I am reluctant to want to swim in that,"[/color] she said. Suddenly there was a loud noise from above them. Emiliah looked up to see something that looked like a mix between a rat and lizards just above them. A few other sounds come from nearby as well. [color=bc8dbf]"Doggy paddle is going to have to do,"[/color] she said, pushing him in, but refusing to let out of his hand. It took only few strokes to push them into the fast moving current. [color=bc8dbf]"Keep your feet pointing forward,"[/color] was all she should say, before the cave water filled her mouth. Flint had just saw the Rat Lizards when Emiliah pushed him into the water, The sudden rush of freezing water felt like thousands of needles stabbing into him, and more so with his cracked ribs. Yet at the same time it felt amazing against his hot skin. He gagged as water his opened mouth as he was trying to catch some air... Coughing and spitting as he came back to the surface while holding Emiliah's hand, he pulled her too him with all his strength, wrapping his arms around her as he fook a deep breath, so that they were next to each other as he lifted his feet to stay near the surface, He held on as hard as he could, knowing fully well that the river could easily rip them apart. Emiliah could feel the rocks under the water brush past them, grazing a foot, catching an arm, but never really stopping them. Then suddely, the cave lit up, the exit was still a ways off, but the sun was able to reach them. The water was still move fast and evetully they we spat out into a much slower moving stream. Eventually they made it to shore. [color=bc8dbf]"I...can't believe we...aren't dead,"[/color] she said, panting, still in Flints arms, too exsauted to try to get up. After a moment she caught her breath and sat up, energy fill her body at not having died. [color=bc8dbf]"We did it!" [/color] she said, feeling almost drunk she then leaned forward and pressed an excited kiss to the man's lips before pulling back in horror. [color=bc8dbf]"I'm sorry sorry,"[/color] she said quickly. [color=bc8dbf]"C-caught in the moment" [/color] Flint was coughing as they rested upon the shore. His mind was blank as he focus on one thing while they were floating down the fast river.. Breath. He didn't even realize he was on the shore untill she sat up... and then yelling that they did it.Kissing him unexpectedly. He opened his eyes wide when she did, but when she pulled back and appologized for kissing him. He was surprised, not mad...yet before he could say some sly joke or...really anything he passed out, his arms flopping to the ground, As his body took over to try an heal. Emiliah felt her face drop as Flint's body finally seemed to shut down. [color=bc8dbf]”Shit, Flint," [/color] she said, reaching out to check his pulse, which thankfully, was still there. Sitting back, still half in the creek, she noticed where they were, it was close to town, but still a long way to drag a mostly dead body. She also noticed her spear near by. She decided to drag him out first and then get her wepond That in itself was a struggle, but she finally manged to get him mostly out of the water. A snort that came from a horse could be heard nearby. Fenros was riding back to town, after finally calming down enough he felt that he could return. It was strange though, he decided to take a longer route that would take him all day. He just had a strange feeling that it would be better if he did. Alltia didn't mind as she was out in the woods with Fenros, hunting rabbits or birds close by as the moved on. Suddenly Alltia perked her head up, sniffing the air. She looked to Fenros.[i] "Mishka is near by...[/i] she said to him. He looked down at her and raised his eyebrow...what was Flint and Mishka dowing out here? Looking for him? He stopped his horse, as he felt something was odd, he heard splashing nearby as he turned to see Emiliah? Pulling Flint from the water!? He kicked his horse's sides and galloped overto them, [color=007236]"Emiliah!" [/color] He yelled. As he drew close he pulled the horse to a stop but was already off and on the ground before his horse came to a complete stop. He dropped to his knees and placed a hand over Flint's neck feeling for a pulse. [color=007236]"What the Hell Happened to Flint?" Emilah jump almost all the way out of the water when Fenros dropped down next to her. She'd been so busy checking over him that he didn't even notice his brother close by. [color=bc8dbf]”Fenros," [/color] she said, relief flooding her veins she fought to urge to hug him for existing here. [color=bc8dbf]” We were hunting and there was a cave in in and...Flint got...Hurt," [/color] She said, quickly. [color=bc8dbf]”Please, we have to get him help right now,"[/color] Fenros looked to his little brother and shook his head. He looked really bad, worse he saw him in a long time. He placed his massive hand on his little brothers forehead, feeling the burning skin as he did.[color=007236] "Come on,"[/color] He said to Emiliah as he slowly slipped his arms under his brother and lifted him up as easy as an adult would a child.[color=007236] "Alltia, Find Mishka. Meet us back at Bobby's." [/color] Alltia who was sniffing Flints face looked up, and once commanded she then bolted like an arrow from a crossbow. After setting Flint up onto his horse he turned to Emiliah.[color=007236] "Get up with him please... keep him up, ill run alongside on foot." [/color]