Refugee of the Sea
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Vlad felt as though she was running for eternity, competing in a triathlon she couldn't win. Her breath was becoming increasingly more labored as she went on, further into the pack lands, and her howls were becoming shorter and more desperate. She was beginning to lose hope that someone would be able to hear her cries and track her down over the winds and the rain, and that any ways of helping X'yrin get out of this storm was futile. Her legs from running so long were burning, her whole person was in pain from the sharp rainfall, and she felt weak enough where the air could simply blow her over and be through with her. Just stopping and resting where she was sounded nice, indeed...

That was, until a very vague scent filled her nostrils. It was approaching her, she could tell, but she couldn't detect where from. The precipitation hid the smell's scent and kept the Russian from hearing it, but soon enough, a dark blob of a shape came into her view. Vladislava stopped abruptly, halting Dmitrii as the figure drew nearer, and only when it came within a few feet of her and her horse did she realize it was another Secui, only this time, it was male. He did not question her reasons for being within pack boundaries right then, but rather urged—or really, commanded for her to follow him out of the storm. Immediately the European nodded and, after taking a short, sharp intake of air, began to run again after this man, her left hand still wrapped around her stallion's reigns and pulling him alongside her as she trailed after the other wolf. She was certain he was at least one that would help her out, otherwise he would've not even attempted to lead her out of the rainfall. No doubt he didn't trust Vlad as of now, though, she was sure of this. He probably was only helping because this was his pack member, his Alphess, that was in need of attention. Had the rolls been switched the Russian was positive this make would've left her for dead.

... But that was rather harsh, she soon reminded herself. Perhaps he wouldn't be that brutal, but the point was either way he would do more for someone he knew.


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