Istas was terrified, his own claws where digging into the ice feeling again the weight of it crack around his paws. Istas struggled to keep his head above the waer, the melting snows around Moladion only aiding in their attempt to kill him. The water was freezing! Much more uncomfortable than the swamp he had fallen into at Iromar. Leas then it was somewhat warm. The only saving grace for the child was his long layers of fur, thicker than usual keeping the water from touching his skin for longer. Of course this did not last very long, soon it closed in on his skin feeling like pure ice touching him. He whined and squirmed pulling himself up slightly as he kicked out furiously with his back legs. When he thought he was going to escape the ice he had been clinging too broke again sending him into the rapids downstream.

That was it. He was dead, he knew he was dead and no one would find him. They would think he ran away and then just forget that he ever existed. He had two brothers that would still be living, both of which were bigger and stronger than e was they would be just fine. He let himself fall limp and numb his pure white eyes closing as he started to sink into the water. He was cold and he had no idea what was going on as the mostly black brute came charging into the water. He didn’t feel the pain of his scruff being grabbed roughly. It was all a blur as the adult male struggled to bring them both to the bank alive.

He felt himself get thrown against something hard, and flopped around on the ground as an angry growl filled his ears. His pure white eyes opened up slowly looking up at the large wet and clearly well muscled form before him. The yells of Hymeshe fell on ringing, waterfilled ears. He caught the word hell in there somewhere and gave a meek smile. This male was certainly nice to look at, just like that Noel boy and his brothers were and the wet pelt certainly added to the more aesthetic appearance of the male.

”Hell… this seems more like heaven to me. I like it.” He said weakly giving an equally pathetic smile towards the male. Istas curled up and begain shivering madly, a good sign giving what he had gone through.

”You saved me, you are my guardian angel? Everyone gets one right? What is your name?” He was still clearly dazed but the almost yearling needed to know the name of the male who had saved him.

They never seem to catch my eye but I never wondered why