She kicked her paw at the dirt, shaking her head in disbelief at her own stupidity. She should have known better than to go running off into the underground caverns below Diveen when the weather was so dry. She was just asking for trouble and that's exactly what she got. She couldn't make it out in time when the smoke rolled in and she'd had to find another escape. Then she got trapped by the fire and ended up passing out from smoke inhalation. It's a good thing Arturio just happened to hear her strangled attempt at a howl because it wasn't easy to get even that sound out around her raw throat. But somehow he'd managed to slip through the fire and get to her then get her out of there before she didn't come back from her unconscious state. She felt like she owed him her life now cause in a way, he'd saved hers. She hated owing someone. She had built her life up on owing no debts and with the life of an assassin, it was pretty hard since your life is always in danger. But somehow she'd always managed to take care of herself. Until a fire broke out in Diveen, apparently. She still wanted to chastise herself. Stupid, stupid, stupid! But she knew that wouldn't get her anywhere. She needed to let it go, but it was hard when she could still barely talk around the rawness in her throat. It was like having a chronic smoker's voice. She knew it was temporary. It already felt better than it did the first time she tried to talk but it was a work in progress. She moved into the woodlands, looking around to make sure she was alone. She wasn't up for a lot of company right now, mostly cause she had to talk to them which means they'd ask about her voice which means she'd have to relive the whole stupid tale over and over again. She was told there would be some herbs here though that would help with the healing and soothe her burning throat in the meantime. She sniffed the trees, looking for the right moss. Finally she saw the weird purple flowers she was told to look for. Trotting over, she reached out and snagged some, chewing on them. Oh, that hit the spot! She closed her eyes, savoring the soothing sensation of numbness that coated her throat when she swallowed. Zarah female.7 years old.31in, 110#.born to AchillesxVega.sibling to Sidriel&Sirius.unable to imprint.mated to none.mother to none.Corvus of Diveen 
|