Totoka River Stoned on Shiva

ah! she had lost her grip! the weight of it told deirdre that what she had caught was no fish, not at all! and her emerald eyes held fast to the mound of fur that the river carried. deirdre prepared to lunge into the waters, but their churning thrust the pale woman into a current that enabled the stranger to escape the current. the pale queen rushed toward the other, having little regard for personal space as she, in a frenzied panic, sought to check the others vitals.

i am deirdre mayfair, and i mean you know harm--i wish to check your vitals, deirdre expressed, and she waited but a moment before using her muzzle to gently probe the other. the other struggled for breath, but they were alive! the pale queen moved to lay alongside her and offer her warmth, so that the other, in the autumnal chill of the day, would not endure hypothermia on top of all other things!