What do you do when the devil comes for you?

So much room for drama :U

The water had started to flood his lungs, he wasn't breathing now, and if he wasn't rescued by someone soon he would surely drown and die in the storm. He hadn't seen mother for too long and he would die without telling her so many things.

Luckily, his dark body suddenly was grabbed by a strong wolf who managed to take him out of the flood and back to safety -if it could be called that. He put him on top of his strong back and went out again to help even more wolves. He was no superman for strong as he might be, and it showed clearly when Damien fell off him as he tried to carry a pup.

It made damien wake up with a cough that exploded with water coming out of his lungs. He had been too close to death. His fuzzy surroundings became clearer, the deep voice of his father turning audible. "Damien wake up!" and confused, the teen got back to his senses. There were two new wolves, teh Bolverks and then there was Burke, stressed out and scared.

Damien knew immediately what was going on. They were trying to help Lusa up, she seemed to be injured, and Damien cursed Burke in his thoughts for having brought him there. He did not want to help Grimnir or his family, but now that he was there he had no choice. It took a moment to recover from not being ble to breathe, but they had no time. The mire had flooded and it was closing up on them, and the rain was being too much of a danger for the pups. They had to get out of there.

"Burke, can you help Grimnir with Lusa?" he shouted through the loud rain as he got back on his paws, "I'll take a pup!" he suggested walking closer to Grimnir as if telling him to hand Baldur over. That was the only way. Lusa was too heavy for Grimnir alone, and Burke was strong. Damien was large enough to carry a pup already, and the other two wolves could take another pup each. But it would take for Grimnir to take a vow of confidence on his pack-mate for once. Or else, his family would die.