Qeya River to die for

panic crashes into her like a wave, sharp and merciless. no, no, no! her pacing halts only for a moment before she is flying toward the river’s edge, her breath coming in ragged bursts as she watches him struggle—watching as the cruel waters pull him further and further from her grasp.
her heart seizes. her body screams at her to dive in, to drag him from the current, to pull him to shore—but she knows the weight she carries, the life swelling beneath her ribs. she cannot throw herself into the river. but she cannot just stand there.
ghelan! her voice is raw as she tilts her head back, summoning every name that might answer her desperate call. @Ice Diver, @Ridgeback, @Sun Eater, @Blackfell, the words ring through the river, a command, a plea.
she cannot lose him!
her paws knead the frozen bank, pacing, searching for a way—any way—to reach him before it’s too late. she sees the blood, brief and fleeting, washed away by the torrent of the river.
hold on. she doesn’t know if he hears her, doesn’t know if her words reach him before the water swallows him again. but she will not leave him. she will not stop screaming for help.

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