Swiftcurrent Creek In a space ship

He gasps hungrily for each breath, filling his lungs to their maximum capacity. Chest moves up and down almost violently, but his vision returns and that is what matters most. He had not realized his hearing, too, had dulled. Else perhaps he would have picked up the thundering of clumsy paws charging in his direction.

Air is knocked out of him once more, and forearms spread to catch himself as a weight slams into his back. A mix of a whine and growl escape his parted jaws, as Helios is forced to lean forward in an awkward position. His body aches at the collision. Zephyr. He hates how weak he sounds, how weak he feels. So he gets to his feet, pulling away from the silver pup who crumbles to the ground behind him. His tail swishes. Helios turns until he can face him, before he sits again, and smacks his paw gently on his younger sibling's forehead.