No need to pray, no need to speak

some intense things are supposed to happen in the landslide thread, so if anybody else is planning on posting here, PM me first so i can summarize what happens so you at least know how to have your characters respond :'D

Finding Dawa had been his main priority. After the monk revealed that he had left her behind, Raheerah's mind instantly flipped to search and rescue mode. Though he would guiltily admit that he didn't care to find anybody other than his Lham, he wouldn't leave behind anybody he found that wasn't her. He had already established his intentions of searching for them and fled the safety zone without looking to see who followed. Anger seethed through him and fueled the male, who surged forward across the new banks of snow and dirt that cascaded into the valley. The mountains appeared broken down, lazily sloping into the Vale where once his packmates roamed freely. Now, he knew naught if they remained under the blanket of snow, trapped by the weakness of the mountains. He was approaching them, where still groans emanated from the shifting weight of the snow and dirt, the remnants of the landslide settling in.

It had barely been an hour since the snow had fallen. He held apprehension still that more would come from the mountains, so he moved quickly; he did not know how long anybody could survive under the fallen debris. With his nose to the snow, he struggled to catch any scent of his lost packmates, searching with particular attention towards Lham's aromas. But he caught nothing, no Lham, no packmate, nothing that smelled vaguely of wolf. What would indicate to him the presence of a trapped body beneath was not smell, nor the sound of struggling, but the slight irregularity in the surface of the snow. As if it had been forced to roll over something only a few feet beneath it.

His mind instantly leaped to Lham. It was about the proper size. He could easily imagine her small body to be the right shape to create this small disturbance, a tiny hill in the otherwise flat surface of the snow. The beast lunged for the lump and began to dig furiously at it, sending a spray of white behind him. Heavy growls accompanied the male's actions, biting furiously at the snow as he tried to quicken the pace at which he dug into the hill. And, as if by some miracle, he eventually brushed against a hidden body, dull nails scraping against near frozen skin. Raheerah's heart exploded in his chest - could it be Lham? He tried to unbury more and more of the creature, unable to identify them, until he found her scent wafting up.

It was not Lham. Raheerah paused for a moment and snarled, agitated. She was still out there. But he had found somebody, and they might know where his Lham was - so he continued to dig her out, frantic to save the body that had been buried beneath the debris.