FIND ANY WAY TO YOUR WILD HEART / sam

[deimos]

She bit her tongue, sharply, to ground her. Remind her, of the distance, the ache in her head and the impossible, tangible. Goldie was uber important. She was the leader of the Typhoon, who took down the Pitt. She lead the Pitt. That was impossible shit, wasn't it? Her eyes watered a bit, and she squeezed them closed for a second. She was here, she was okay. Her ears twitched, slowly opening her mismatched eyes. She searched Goldie's tired eyes. She looked so exhausted, and something inside of Sam burned like a tiny candle. Her heart, thumping gently. She was aware of it, suddenly, painfully so.

She cleared her throat, lowering her paw with a wince. Damn joints ached. She really was in pain, malnourished, wasn't she? She listened to Goldie speak for a moment, seeing the momentary doubt of wanting to deny help, and a touch of a frown hit her. Why was she always so independent? Why did she refuse to receive help where she needed it? Was she living up to a legend? "I don't mind the smell. 'sides, the arena was.. way worse." She hesitated in speaking about it, before turning towards town and gesturing with her nose.

"Don't make me hold your paw all the way there, Roux." She teased, a tiny grin on her face. With the arrival of Goldie.. she suddenly felt herself again. Sam started to pad towards town, her tiny doe-like tail flicking in momentary happiness, letting her heart soar for a moment.

"SPEECH"

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