Noctisardor Bypass ogeda

terrified that @Dinah would not be there when she returned, petrified that @Anselm might hurt ava while she was gone, heda ran from the mountains as she had never before run in her life, relying on the pure glut of adrenaline to carry her through unseen time back to the bypass.
rawboned and breathless, heda appeared with dirt-caked paws and carried herself on aching limp through noctisardor, calling for her daughter, for @John. 
ava is hurt! we need to leave!
pleading, prayer; she sat down beside birdsong lagoon and gasped for air as panic misted her vision; the swell of the wintersun sharply blazed upside down and heda found herself on her back, eyelids fluttering, paws tucked to her chest, fighting the groaning crush of a breakdown. not now. she had no time. 
not now, not now
and if in cruel answer, it was not his sacred voice which answered but her own body, an electrical pulse of somnolent instinct which had grown stronger in her flight.