Lost Lake sing a secret song to you

@Daesamar

Nymphnora stared across the lake quietly, lost in her own thoughts. She couldn't believe she wasn't part of Clearwater Tarn anymore. She still sometimes thought of herself as a Tarn wolf, and it was true in a sense. The girl's heart still wanted to serve the pack. There would never be another like it in her affections. It was the least she could promise to the home it had broken her soul to leave behind.

The lake surface was iced over this time of year, and she set a tentative paw to test it, gently moving her weight to the paw. When it held firm she moved her other front paw forward. Getting overconfident, she happily started running. She immediately fell, sliding a few feet across the ice. She got up in a huff, and this time started to slide on her paws, on purpose. The young Stallion was off balance, but managed to stay on her feet. "Come on, Daes!" she shouted back to him.

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Daesamar Silverveil
There are only two ways to live your life: as though nothing is a miracle, or as though everything is a miracle.

Daesamar was settled on the shore of the frozen lake, the large wolf kept his eyes on his traveling companion while she explored the frozen surface. He wanted to tell her to stay off of it, but he knew it wouldn’t do him any good. He wasn’t her father or brother, and even then he knew she’d do it anyways. There was a smile on his muzzle as she first stepped onto the ice, he tensed when she slipped and rose to his paws. Typical as any pup, she was resilient and already up before he could even stand and the Yearling signed softly. There was a grin on his muzzle as he watched her play.

There was so much to worry about, hunting for the winter, shelter and then the task of finding another pack for the two of them to join. He had smelled the borders of one such pack on the other side of the lake and it left Daesamar tense. All this time that he had lived on the mountain and he had never even known of this lake’s existence. He did his best to hide his worries but the young wolf had been around him long enough to be able to see right through his barriers. What could they do though? He thought about @Lyanna and her pack far to the east. There was also @Lachesis , a phantom wolf who Daesamar hadn’t even met yet, but one who the rumors of held promises for his goal to become a healer.

@Nymphnora spoke and he blinked, pulled out of his thought in slight confusion. “Something wrong Nymph?” He asked while standing back up and stepping to the frozen water’s edge.

As Daesamar asked if she was all right, Nymphnora called back, "No, silly! Come slide with me!" Then, remembering her manners, she wagged her tail, asking, "Please?" She ran across the ice again, sliding on the pads of her paws. Then again. And again. She opened her mouth to tell the black and white wolf that it was perfectly safe, when the ice cracked, and she fell tail first into the freezing water. "Daes!"she managed to scream before the lake water closed over her mouth, and she could say no more for fear of drowning. The water attacked her fur as she struggled to keep her head above the water, colder than anything she had ever felt before. She hoped desperately that he would save her soon.

But why would he? She had done this to herself, by running recklessly on the ice. Maybe she didn't deserve to be saved. She had cheated Death once before when her attacking parents inexplicably fell to the ground. Maybe he was coming to get his due.

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Daesamar chuckled softly before shaking his head. He had been trying to teach her some manners like his mother had taught him, but she managed to squeeze in a please before he could correct her. The large wolf sighed softly before he eyed the frozen water wearily. He barely trusted it with her weight, let alone his. The fear proved to be accurate when he heard the ice cracked and Desmamar’s ears perked. One of his worst nightmares seemed to be coming true before him. The pup’s panicked scream reached his eyes and the large wolf could feel his blood turning to ice.

@Nymphora’s flailing paws spurred him into action and he rushed out across the ice. His weight was too heavy for it and it creaked under him. He didn’t care though. He had lost everyone he had ever loved. Every one of them walked out of his life and now, he couldn’t lose the one who held his deepest affections. He had sworn that he wouldn’t leave her side. Losing her now would shatter the yearling.

A grunt escaped the wolf as he felt icy cold water soak him as the frozen surface broken and his paws hit the bottom. Thankfully they were close to shore and the water came up to his shoulders. “Calm down! Don’t fight it, I’ve got you!” he yelled before trying to work his way being the girl and grasp her by the scruff.

Not going to fight it, Nym thought groggily, repeating the order that she couldn't distinguish from one of her own muddled thoughts. Her eyes nearly drifted closed. Then she realized that the voice came from Daesamar and they flew open. She was struck with a sudden bolt of clarity. The fight, the struggle to survive, rose up, and she struck out with her paws. Her head leaped out of the water for a split second and she gulped in a breath before it went back under.

Teeth closed on her scruff and she was aware of moving forward. Now that survival was not so impossible, she felt exhaustion grip her. Her paws paddled weakly against the water, and a few moments that felt like hours later, she pulled herself out of the water and onto the snow. She crawled away from the lake, stumbling and falling every few steps like a pup who had just learned to walk.

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Daesamar felt his teeth meet flesh and he tried his best to guide the struggling pup toward the shore. The ground sloped upward under his paws after what felt like an eternity and he groaned in relief and let go. The yearling panted heavily from the stress and struggle. Nymph crawled away and collapsed and he could feel the fear and dread returning to his chest. A whine escaped the boy and he followed behind her, nudging her along until they were a good distance from the shore, then he whispered softly.

“Lay down Nymph, you need to dry.” he murmured softly while looking her over for any obvious signs of injury, Silently he cursed himself for not knowing more. What if she had an injury he couldn’t see? Or knew about. He curled up around her once she got settled, nudging her cheek with his snout “It’ll be ok.” he said, hoping his tone didn’t betray his fear at the possibility of losing her.

Nymphnora huddled against Daesamar, shaking from the cold that chilled her to the bone. His words washed over her like a blanket, telling her she was okay, safe, warm. Her chest still ached with the struggle of getting out of the lake, and from the urgent beating of her terrified heart that still hadn't died down. But with her old packmate beside her, she started to calm down.

As she warmed, a new pain gripped her. Her right back leg hurt like fire. It was twisted oddly and she couldn't move it without excruciating pain. She whined softly and moved her nose an inch away from the leg, trying to signal to Daes that it was injured. "Hurts," she whispered, her voice unable to speak any louder. The girl tried to keep her leg as still as possible to avoid the pain.

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Daesamar let a soft whine escape as he watched his best friend curled up before him shivering. The young wolf paced around her worriedly, trying to figure out what he could do to help her. She moved and gestured toward her leg. Daesamar’s head tilted slightly in confusion when she whispered something he caught it and he added his own whimper to the mix and he looked her over slowly.

“Shh, just don’t move it…” He said before turning to look at her leg but his untrained eye couldn’t find anything wrong and a feeling of dread washed over him. What if she broke her leg? He wasn’t sure how it worked with wolves, but the hunter in him knew it spelled disaster for anything else. An eld or deer with a broken leg couldn’t hunt. The damp wolf curled up around his former packmate, he nudged her head with his chin “It’ll be ok...just try to get some rest...dodon't move it too much…” he said, unsure of what else to say.

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Nymph followed Daesamar's suggestion to keep her leg still, and felt a relief. It still throbbed, but not the burst of unbearable pain there was when she moved. She lowered her head to the ground, and closed her eyes, basking in the gratitude she felt for her best friend.

She smiled. She had lost much, but she had also gained. She had found someone she would die for, and who would do the same for her. He nearly had, just a few minutes ago. They could have both drowned in the lake, if not for the smiling of fate upon them.

(This post was last modified: Feb 16, 2019, 01:45 PM by Nymphnora.)

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