waterworld

"Bazi!"

Scimitar's voice thundered in her ears, closely followed by a loud crack of the real thing. Wind, fire, rain, and panic churned around her like a hurricane. For one long second, it was all Bazi could to do to stay upright and breathe.

But only for a second. Before she could give in to the dark allure of shutting down, instinct revved its engines - Bazi shot through the forest like an adrenaline-fuelled torpedo. She blazed past Scimitar, zipped between trees and rocks and through turns that a Tron bike would not have managed. Find @Pasha. Find Pasha.

And find him she did.

Mother and son returned to the rest of the family at a brisk trot. Pasha's ruff was clamped between Bazi's jaws, and she was struggling not to drag his rear end in the mud. The Frostfurs moved quickly after that. The four pups were corralled between their parents and pushed to run - out and away from the Northwood, which burned orange at their backs. Their home was gone.

Scooping up Pasha and getting outta here! I think that makes sense from a story point of view, let me know if I should change. :D Last one from me if no changes.