Moonspear Fram, ber med bare føt, den tunge børi.

Alaric by chance and Towhees luck happened to be about dodging the lightning strikes. There was a wild look in his eyes, but he wasn't afraid.no excitement was more his feeling.

However it quickly morphed from awe at the strike he could see from a distance to wariness and fear as he heard a cry for help.

He ran towards the sound rain pelting him hard and painfully, cold and sharp but he made it. The older female that he'd seen but hadn't spoke to since that day. He remembered though she was deaf.

The smell if burnt fur and singed flesh made his stomach tighten.

He got as near as he could without getting bitten to loo kher in the face so she could read his lips. Momwntsrily cursing that he didn't know her paw language. Because it'd be hard to see with the rain.

Healer. I help. he settled for as short of sentences he could until thery were elsewhere.

what exactly hurts and happened.