[u][b]Haiko[/b][/u]
[b]Location:[/b] Edge of Castle Town
[b]Mentions:[/b] [@WolfredWolf]
[b]Interactions:[/b] Busy

Haiko sputtered as more water forced itself up his nose and mouth. It stung. He had slipped under the water’s surface for only a moment, and now he was drowning. The sky was dark, the water was dark- everything was dark. He felt disoriented when he resurfaced. As battered as he felt, Haiko knew he had to find a way out or he’d die here. The primal instinct to stay alive was keeping him going. The boy clung to the moat’s rocky edge like soaked clothes that clung to his body. He decided to sit there until he stopped coughing. He knew couldn’t climb like this. He needed a break

After a few moments, he’d spat out most of the water and could mostly breathe uninterrupted. Haiko started climbing up the rocky edge- and to his delight, he was actually making progress. He was going to get out of here. Then his feelings dropped- like the large chunk of rock that was supporting his weight. It fell out of the muddy bank and slashed in the water below, followed with him. Thankfully, he only slid down the side instead of falling dramatically. Asides from getting grit into his fingernails and now raw hands and knees, he was fine. He was, however, getting increasingly frustrated and discouraged. He was back at square one, in the frigid water trying not to get swept away. Exhaustion nagged at every bone in his body now.

Haiko shivered as he held onto the side. He was too tired to try again just yet...he needed to rest. Pressed against the muddy bank, he looked fragile and small. The rain made the moat swell up and caused the climb to become even more slippery. He was beginning to lose hope. Somewhere from the darkness, a hand grabbed his arm. He flinched but didn’t fight back. A stranger from the shore and grabbed him and was heaving him out of the water. 

As soon as the boy realized he was being rescued, he clung to the person like a tick. What ever strength he had left was being used to hold on for dear life. The fires turned to smolders from the rain, so he had trouble making out exactly who had saved him. All he knew is that they were Hylian. The pointed ears gave it away. Haiko, also being 95% sure he was Hylian, shared the trait of pointed ears. 

“Who are you?” He asked in a raspy voice.