OOC: super rushed post D=
(edit): at least it looks better now
WC: +500
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Frustration was slowly taking hold of Falgar’s mind. No matter how much time he circled the area he was unable to find the exact location of the female hybrid. This was until he finally heard her calling out for him. Using his already moving paws he drastically changed his direction, this causing him to slide a short distance and almost sink in what seemed to be a snow filled hole. Giving a quick whiff to the crazed air he could still sense the unknown female’s scent, another one that seemed to be Temo and Jace’s. He could search for the other two later, his attention was right now focused on her.
He forced his legs faster, wanting to reach her before some danger could fall on her. His fears where strengthen when he heard the loud snap from a falling tree. What if she had been under the tree’s full falling force? With a loud growl he forced his legs even farther, closing his eyes as the effort and the cold was making them hurt.
A spike of pain shot through his brain, Falgar didn’t really knew if it was because the terrible shout coming from Jace or for the whole strain he was putting his body under. When he arrived at his location he began searching for the hybrid, only finding the fallen tree and no apparent sing of her. Black nose was switched between being pressed on the snowy ground and towards the sky, trying to find her.
Reaching the fallen tree he could finally fully catch her scent. As he had feared the tree had fallen right on her. He howled once towards the sky, a desperate call for help, and then he got to work. Using both his claws and fangs he tried to make a hole large enough to see Jace. He didn’t quite know how much time did he spend doing the same, but each time he advance more debris and snow would fall.
After a time he didn’t knew what he was doing, his mind entering a trance. When he woke up from it he had a coppery flavor on his tongue, blood. And not any blood, it was his own blood falling from injuries caused by the multiple splinters and cuts on his maw, bloody paw prints plagued the area around him and the broken wood of the fallen tree. By the large claw markings on the wood it seemed he had tried to move the tree from its current position with no results.
He ignored the pain the injuries and the splinters were causing, the cold helping a lot in numbing it down. And yet with everything he had done until now he felt useless. He couldn’t do anything, his paws being of no use to lift the tree. And in him he knew he had to change to his Optime, no he couldn’t. He hated that form with all his being and the mental block caused by the same feeling made it hard for him to concentrate on the change. He kept attacking the tree, hoping for someone to come by and help.
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