Whitestar glanced down at the little human just in time to see her head droop and her eyes start to flicker shut. He hissed a curse through his teeth, trying to fight back his panic. "I will take care of the hunter in a moment. But not before we get you back to Apple."(Oh I'm excited to WRITE Austin's reaction to that XD)
Alyssia clutched her arm still. There's a lot of blood, she thought, feeling slightly lightheaded. The pain continued to sear through her arm and she tried not to move it. There has to be a way out, Alyssia. She tried to think of anything to help her. She was hot, parched, and currently bleeding to death. Nothing came to mind. She was....empty. Out of ideas. There....has to be...something. There can't be nothing. Her crying was now a mix of pain and hopelessness. Is there really no hope for me? Is there really none? Her thoughts warred against each other until she heard wingbeats coming closer and closer and she heard something land beside the jeep. She closed her eyes again as she tried to shift in the seat in case it was the nightwing dragon. Not that she could do anything. Daggers seemed to stab up her arms as she moved her arm and she clutched it closer to her, immobilizing it. She shut her eyes, fresh tears streaming down her cheeks. She heard the familiar voice, "Alyssia!". She tried to look up at him, her sea blue eyes sparkling from the tears and red rimmed from her sobbing.
Whitestar was the most welcoming thing she could have ever hoped for. His eyes that had seemed cold when she first saw them had a warmth to them now in this desert land and hope ignited within her once again. Oh thank goodness! She tried to open her mouth to say something but nothing came out. She watched him slip onto the roof of the jeep and moments later felt cold claws around her waist as she was lifted out of the jeep. She clenched her teeth hard, suppressing another yelp of pain. She clutched her arm tight and then opened her eyes again to see Whitestar take to the sky with her in his arms. Pressed up against his chest, she could feel the chill of his scales. It was like ice on her skin and it felt relieving after being in this desert for so long. She pressed her injury against the cold dragon to try and help the injury. A sharp breath came as the pain from the cold on the injury started, but she kept it on there.
Alyssia, you're forgetting something... she thought to herself. Panic started in her again. What! What am I forgetting! There can't be anything. The plan is already falling apart. Suddenly it came. The hunter! She needed the hunter. The last part of her plan: to capture the hunter and use him to help them break into the Scorpion Den. She cleared her thoughts and opened her mouth once again. Using the rest of her strength to translate, she forced the words out of her parched lips, "Whitestar, Scorpion Den hunter....we need. He help us. Don't let die." Her head started pounding and her vision was blurring. Her arm kept throbbing and she shut her eyes, completely leaving her wellbeing with the dragon cradling her.
He was pretty sure she couldn't understand him. But he found it hard to care in the moment as he angled his wings toward the thick tree cover of the oasis. He dodged the trunk of a particularly large palm tree and then shielded himself and Alyssia with his wings from the barrage of leaves, branches, and vines that whipped pasted them. The foliage opened again briefly and Whitestar quickly opened his wings again, the sudden change from the fall yanking hard at the membrane and making the pain flare even more into his injured wing. His back talons hit the sand, the momentum making his legs collapse and he fell forward, splashing sideways into the shallows of the large pool. He caught himself awkwardly on his uninjured wing and one talon, holding Alyssia carefully in the other to keep from dunking her into the water.
"Apple!" He called toward the thick foliage, pushing himself up and limping up the bank out of the pool. He carefully set Alyssia down on a patch of thick grass and turned to look in the direction that he had left the Rainwing, his heartbeat pounding in his ears as panic seeped through his veins.
"Apple!"
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