Her body slides across the ground at impeccable speeds, stopping right before colliding with a tree. Try as she might, focusing on her breathing does little to stabilize her trembling body. She clenches her eyes shut, trying to center herself and rid her vision of the blurry dots that continue to appear. At the edge of her consciousness, she can hear the low roaring of a magnificent creature, a creature whose grip upon this world was slowly fading.
As she becomes more aware of her surroundings and her memory pieces itself back together, she realizes the immediate danger. She rises to her feet, instinctively pressing a hand to her chest to feel for the small thick bundle resting there.
A low, guttural whine is let out nearby, and with a breaking heart, she steps closer to the figure.
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