THING'S WE'LL NEVER SEE AGAIN -- open; prompt

[trojan g.]

[align=center][div style="bgcolor= black; width: 500px; font-family: georgia;font-size:12px;text-align:justify"]Moth didn't know Wormwood too well, and although this worried her - he was a very large creature and she was in a very bad state and unable to run away - she was relieved to see that someone had come to her aid, and the fact that he didn't seem to have any ill will towards the trapped female made her calm down. He was large, and that scared her, but his size was also something that could easily be used in this situation, he would be able to easily help her down from the spot that she was in now. It wasn't like she could tell him to go away and get someone else to help her anyway - that was mean and it would do her more harm that good. "O-okay." She would sob out in response to the other's words, nodding her head, though the tears did not stop, even after Mikolaj showed up.

Ears pricked as he quickly made his way through the undergrowth, and Moth would not her head when he spoke. She was ready. Sort of. She didn't want to fall, but she was going to have to, and she was going to have to hope that Mikolaj had her, and that he was going to catch her. She was sure that she could trust that. "I'm r-ready I think." She would speak, closing her eyes as soon as she felt the tug of the rope that was wrapped around her leg, and the whoosh of the air around her fur as she began to fall. A small 'eep' leaving her maw as soon as all of it happened.