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The traitor didn't seem to get any closer, which was a good thing even though he was still way too close. Ashton... He then called her beautiful and said something about moving her. Moving her away to protect her from the traitor? But, he then asked the traitor for help! But.... He had called her beautiful, so that meant he was on her side.... Yeah, you didn't compliment the enemy.

Somnia tried to move her limbs, all the while keeping a fearful eye on Elwood. It took too much concentration to try and move with the numbness to focus on attempting to warn him off with a growl, so he was lucky. She found that with a bit of effort, she could move where her legs joined her torso. Besides that, she couldn't even feel the rest of her legs. It would still be worth attempting to walk, if she could get away from Elwood. It was like trying to get up with logs attached to her instead of limbs, but she somehow managed to get up.

Now she could get away from Elwood with Ashton as her escort! Except, as Somnia lifted up a leg to step towards Ashton, she toppled towards Elwood. She landed against his furry side, which sent panic coursing through her. With a whine, she leaned the other way, tumbling over her still-numb limbs to land back on the ground where she started.

Getting up was easier this time around, as a little bit of feeling was starting to come back. Not a lot, but enough to feel a creeping cold intruding her chest. It still didn't help her walk much better.

Wait.... Wait, wait, wait, wait. She was the queen after all. Why did she have to be vulnerable, tripping and stumbling along the side of the wolf who had attempted to murder her? She didn't. But how would she get to where Ashton wanted her to go if she didn't? There was a way....

Now standing close to Ashton on shaking limbs since escaping Elwood's side, Somnia slowly turned towards him, shuffling a little closer. She then did the brash, dangerous, and unexpected. She lifted her front legs up, as high off the ground as she could. From this position, Somnia fell on top of Ashton. She had (somewhat) successfully draped herself across his back. Sure, it knocked the air out of her for a moment, but it wasn't too uncomfortable with the numbing cold.

"Carry me...." It was supposed to come out as a fierce command, but ended up as a pitiful whine.