Northstar Vale Right Beside You

Each pull was excruciating and the pain mounted until finally, he grew numb to it as he disassociated. Something he had learned in his service to king and country from before. His eyes taking on the glassy look that most soldiers had when in pain.

The warmth trickling down his face is what woke him first. Then the salty, bitter tang of blood in his mouth and nose. Eyes watered he slowly shifted and blinked. He looked to the cache, he'd finish that after his face was cleaned and he followed behind her.

Despite his injuries and the hushed quiet that now enveloped them. He had a good time mostly. Had enjoyed their conversations and found her pleasing to keep company with.

They arrived at the water and he gave her a soft smile. Thank you for your help. Miss. Meadow.