WHAT'S UP DANGER / rescue party

[raziel]

An unfortunate situation to find himself in, but not... The end of the world.  The gears in the fae's mind turned rapidly, churning with possible ideas and methods of escaping the volcano's path of destruction in the wake of finding himself stranded.  He could easily carry Suvi like this, but not in his natural form and he had not practiced shifting in some time now.  A no-go then.

He frowned, brows furrowed.  He should not have stayed behind, especially when he'd been fully aware of the time ticking by before the evacuation went underway, but no force in heaven or hell could have held him back from his daughter.  The frightened pup ranked priority one.  Only priority.

So when his burning eyes spotted movement, he blinked, ears flicking back.  Careful, Goldie, he thinks, muscles tense.  The fretful wolf is displeased, worried and anxious to see the feline out here amidst the danger, but he had a feeling no one could have changed her mind.  "Goldie!" He coughed roughly, raising his voice as loud as he could.  "Over here!"

Squinting, he lowered his head, aiming to very softly nudge his frightened daughter forward.  "See them, a stór? It's going to be okay, alright?"

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