Otter Creek Override by fear

Her eyes blinked slowly. The world was a confusing blur full of shadows. She had a huge headache, and her tongue felt horribly dry.

What happened?

She tried to recall it, but a piercing pain in her tempers urged her to let go of it. For now, anyway.

She blinked a few more times. She was aware of being near Otter Creek, but strangely enough, she couldn't hear the running water. Only a rustling sound through the earth.

What... What is going on?

She tried moving her head but she couldn't. She closed her eyes tightly, wishing a clear image once they opened again. And her eyes obeyed: she saw her inert body being dragged, but she was too tired to move. She could hear grunts of effort behind her, and soon her nose picked up a scent so nice and so invigorating, she inhaled the air deeply enough to feel her chest cooling off. That scent... she craved for it. She even tried to moist her nose, but her tongue only scrubbed it dryly.

It scented like a forest, like a wolf. Male wolf. Wait...

A male wolf?!

Her eyes rolled to see the figure of a beautiful cream-hued wolf, right before releasing her scruff to catch a breath. She sighed. She felt too dizzy, too tired, to allow herself to feel anything at all. As her mind awakens, it demanded to know first: "Where... are you taking me?" Akari asked in a harsh, fragile whisper.