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@Fionraella Misha closed her eyes and yanked the branch towards her. The bark was rough on her hands but she relished in the distraction from Destin's sudden admission. A part of her admonished her own hypocrisy, but, as she steeled her ankles into the ground, she set herself in her own defense: she would never do that now. Destin, on the other hand, had some explaining to do. She considered this as she backed up, dragging the branch to more solid land.

[misha: i've never talked to a rabin in my life idk what you're talking about]

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@Fionraella With the branch an inch from separating from the rough bark it clung to, Misha froze. "What?" She turned slowly to stare at him. "What the--" She caught herself. "What the hell did you just say?" she hissed. Narrowing her eyes, she turned back to her work and finished the cut with a powerful stroke with the chipped axe. She whipped the branch out towards Destin till it hung within his reach, but her eyes remained daggers as she glared at the healer.

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@Fionraella

["Which would be really bad." IM LAUGHING]

Misha nodded sharply and let go of her jacket, silently regretting the action as the cold nipped into her bare arms. She kicked at the mud and managed to pull herself up with the help of the branch she was hanging on. She hopped to dry land with a huff. Safe! she thought for a split second - then the realization hit her that Destin was still caught in the mud and she would be faced with the same predicament as earlier: there was little wood on the ground around her. She kicked through the bushes in a rush to find anything strong enough to support Destin's weight. Areas of the wood here were fallen and dead. Glancing back to Destin, her eyes caught the glint of the axe, abandoned and half sunk in the mud. She grasped it firmly in her hand. With a tight grip, she swung her body around and brought the head down hard on a limp branch. It budged just a bit. "Hang in there, kid!" she yelled over a flurry of hard strikes down onto the base of the branch. Her heart jumped as wood exposed itself and the branch begin to come free of the log.

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@Fionraella Mishes lunges forward and struggles to grip the jacket where it's beginning to tear. She grits her teeth with concentration. "I'm not going to let you drown! Come on!" I'll jump in and throw you if it comes down to it, she thought with a pang of horror as she steeled herself against the opposing forces.

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@Fionraella Misha summoned all the strength she could muster, praying she would be able to help the poor, innocent kitty baby trapped in the mud. She bent her knees. "Get ready, Destin!" she shouted as wrapped the jacket's arm around her wrist. She squared herself into the mud and yanked the jacket towards her.

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@Fionraella Misha cursed under her breath - but not loud enough for Destin's tiny baby ears to hear. She drew a breath in and glanced around at her surroundings briefly, taking in any features that could serve to help her. The tree she had clung to earlier was just out of reach. With a quick look in Destin's direction, she frowned. "I'm going to grab that. Just -- wait a second!" She turned around, the mud gulping at her feet as she struggled to unhook herself from the sinking grip. She managed to pull one leg through, then pull herself forward enough to grip the branch. With one hand on the branch, she slid her jacket off her slender frame and tossed the other end towards Destin with a firm grip of her own on one sleeve.

[did that post make any sense? no. will i change it? wish i could]

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"I won't let you drown!" Destin shakes his head, though he just didn't want anymore threats from her. Destin struggles to move towards her. He pulls a paw free, reaching out towards her. He coughs as some mud slips into his mouth. He whimpers painfully as the mud tugs at his fur. "Can you reach my paw??"

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Misha grunted and drew in her breath before jolting forward with a sharp motion that onomatopoeia'd at her boots hardcore(i can't believe i just wrote that with my own hands). She clenched her teeth. Her hand reached forward, grasping for his lil ankle wrist thing - and grabbed his paw. She tightened her grip and prepared to pull. "Okay, Destin. You gotta help me on this. Run!" She blinked. "Or jump or whatever! Move!"

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She grimaced. "If I drown, I'm taking you straight to hell with me," she hissed, glancing back at her safe grip on the tree. With a sharp intake of breath, her fingers unlocked and she let herself sink a bit before kicking hard at the ground beneath her. She took three daring steps towards Destin until her fingers were within range of his. She could feel her feet squelch in the mud, soaking into the lower hem of her pants.

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@Fionraella She raised her brows at him. "I should just leave you here." Misha glanced back at the tree she was using to support her weight. With uneven but careful steps, she edged out along the bark until her boots began to sink into the marsh. She bent her knees and reached a hand out for him. "I can't reach any further. You gotta get over here!"

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Misha's head shot up. "Damn - definitely my name that time!" She scrambled towards the source of the noise, clawing through brambles and the crumbling remains of brown leaves as she dashed through the wood. Her boots scraped the forest floor in uneven bursts, beginning to sink as the land shifted from pine needle pack to an expanse of mud. She clung to the branches above her head as she moved closer to the where she could see the boy's struggling form. "Destin!"