WE HAD HIGH HOPES || MUDSLIDE

[angelembrace]

"they flip the siren, hit the lights" ✭ ── The sudden noise all at once was a hit too much, waking Angel from his sleep and leaving him in a daze. He didn’t have much time to process that something bad was going on, not until Aphra grabbed hold of Hydrostatic and fled the scene. He looked up, then around, clambering to his tiny paws and trying to follow behind. He failed, of course, Aphra was fully grown and therefore much faster than he was. He tried to push on, he really did, but the more he tried to sprint to catch up the more his vision seemed to grow fuzzy as he exhausted himself from over exertion. He didn’t even have the energy to call for help from his father, or Inferno, or even Ravenwood, though the cub did hear the offer.

He didn’t want to die.