by Hopeflower » Tue Nov 30, 2010 4:49 pm
After the initial shock, Ivy whipped around to stare at Nabonidus. Stryker...was alive? She hadn't been murdered? But how badly was "badly hurt"? "Where is she?" Ivy asked, glad that her teacher was still alive, but afraid that they might still lose her.
Stryker had staggered to her feet after Nabonidus went for help, a little unsteady because of her wounded hip. She let her left eye close, looking around nervously with her good eye. He could be watching....waiting for me to turn my back like the coward he is. "Just....gotta rest....a while..." she murmured, backing up slowly, every step agonizing, until she felt bark hit her back. She slid to the ground, looking up at the branches above her head and trying to ignore the smell of burned flesh, clothing, and blood that seemed to linger. She felt unconsciousness tugging at her, urging her to give in to sweet darkness. Got to rest....
"Gotta have a little sadness once in a while so you know when the good times come."
"Talent is a pursued interest. In other words, anything that you're willing to practice, you can do." ~ Bob Ross
"The future is always uncertain and painful but it must be lived." ~ Unknown