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Import Sheet: Honey bee 7993

8)Your Tokota has met with a potentially fatal accident. Weak and close to death, they must find recovery through either a friend, stranger, or their own mettle.

Completed Images: 1st
Bonuses: companions, setting (the white forest), 500 words
Additional HP Confirmation: comments.deviantart.com/1/6261…

Somewhere in The White ForestHoney Bee didn't know how it had happened...why it happened... what happened. All she knew was that it had been loud, deafeningly loud, and then there and been the pain. She had run in terror and pain, fleeing from whatever it was that had attacked her. All logical thinking had slipped away, replaced by instinct and panic. It had all happened so fast. She'd been out early, enjoying the crisp morning air. She'd needed to clear her head, too much on her mind. Her raven, ever the faithful companion, had suddenly taken flight from her withers, as if startled. Then, there had been that loud terrifying noise and now.... the only thing that she knew to do was run.

As the dire's paws carried her away from her attacker, Honey's mind began to clear. Instinct no longer muddled her brain. She knew that she was hurt, but to what extent? She couldn't tell, but the pain was there and it was very real. She ran onward for some ways, wanting to put space between herself and whatever had harmed her. She could hear the flapping of her raven's wings above. It was a comforting noise. Then, things went from bad to worse.

Unbidden, her legs swept out from beneath her. With a muted yelp, Honey Bee collapsed, sending snow spraying about her in a dusting of white. A low whine of stress and pain wrenched from the golden dire's lips as she craned her neck around to see the extent of her injury. It was all that she could do just to lift her head. She couldn't see the injury, but blood was flowing freely from behind her foreleg...near her heart. Then she choked. Blood filled her mouth and she spat it out. It ran out her nose, spattering the ground in red. She lost her sight and with it the rest of her energy, large head landing in the snow with a crunch, pink tongue lolling.

She didn't know how long she laid there, just thinking. Was she going to die? The faces of her children flashed through her mind one by one... The faces of those she had come to love...then, the face of Gala, her beloved handler. It seemed that her thoughts were more powerful than she had thought, for the young hermaphrodite's voice suddenly filled her ears. It was urgent and panicked, choked with sobs. How could she imagine it so vividly? Then came the familiar sensation of small hands plunging into her thick golden fur. He was here? He was really here?

"Oh, Honey.. It's going to be ok, Honey... You're not alone.. I'm here, Honey, I'm here.." A wheeze of a whine slipped from Honey Bee's lips. If she could just lift her head...if she could just open her eyes... Something suddenly pressed itself against the wound and the pain was so great it gave her a spark of energy. Her eyes flew open and she saw her beloved handler, coat stripped and pressed against the wound. Gala was shivering, the cold quickly seeping into his delicate frame down to the bone. No, he shouldn't... He would get sick. Honey Bee made his gaze evenly...and her intense golden gaze was not glazed. It was full of fire. Full of fight.

"Just hold on Honey, Coen is coming.." The familiar voice of the Gala's lover quickly followed suit, accompanied by the frenzied barks of his tokotas as they rushed to help. With a shuddering sigh Honey closed her eyes. Was she giving up? No.

She was just holding on.

612 words

Littl by HayleyWolf , thanks darling <3<3<3

Description
Import Sheet: Honey bee 7993

8)Your Tokota has met with a potentially fatal accident. Weak and close to death, they must find recovery through either a friend, stranger, or their own mettle.

Completed Images: 1st
Bonuses: companions, setting (the white forest), 500 words
Additional HP Confirmation: comments.deviantart.com/1/6261…

Somewhere in The White ForestHoney Bee didn't know how it had happened...why it happened... what happened. All she knew was that it had been loud, deafeningly loud, and then there and been the pain. She had run in terror and pain, fleeing from whatever it was that had attacked her. All logical thinking had slipped away, replaced by instinct and panic. It had all happened so fast. She'd been out early, enjoying the crisp morning air. She'd needed to clear her head, too much on her mind. Her raven, ever the faithful companion, had suddenly taken flight from her withers, as if startled. Then, there had been that loud terrifying noise and now.... the only thing that she knew to do was run.

As the dire's paws carried her away from her attacker, Honey's mind began to clear. Instinct no longer muddled her brain. She knew that she was hurt, but to what extent? She couldn't tell, but the pain was there and it was very real. She ran onward for some ways, wanting to put space between herself and whatever had harmed her. She could hear the flapping of her raven's wings above. It was a comforting noise. Then, things went from bad to worse.

Unbidden, her legs swept out from beneath her. With a muted yelp, Honey Bee collapsed, sending snow spraying about her in a dusting of white. A low whine of stress and pain wrenched from the golden dire's lips as she craned her neck around to see the extent of her injury. It was all that she could do just to lift her head. She couldn't see the injury, but blood was flowing freely from behind her foreleg...near her heart. Then she choked. Blood filled her mouth and she spat it out. It ran out her nose, spattering the ground in red. She lost her sight and with it the rest of her energy, large head landing in the snow with a crunch, pink tongue lolling.

She didn't know how long she laid there, just thinking. Was she going to die? The faces of her children flashed through her mind one by one... The faces of those she had come to love...then, the face of Gala, her beloved handler. It seemed that her thoughts were more powerful than she had thought, for the young hermaphrodite's voice suddenly filled her ears. It was urgent and panicked, choked with sobs. How could she imagine it so vividly? Then came the familiar sensation of small hands plunging into her thick golden fur. He was here? He was really here?

"Oh, Honey.. It's going to be ok, Honey... You're not alone.. I'm here, Honey, I'm here.." A wheeze of a whine slipped from Honey Bee's lips. If she could just lift her head...if she could just open her eyes... Something suddenly pressed itself against the wound and the pain was so great it gave her a spark of energy. Her eyes flew open and she saw her beloved handler, coat stripped and pressed against the wound. Gala was shivering, the cold quickly seeping into his delicate frame down to the bone. No, he shouldn't... He would get sick. Honey Bee made his gaze evenly...and her intense golden gaze was not glazed. It was full of fire. Full of fight.

"Just hold on Honey, Coen is coming.." The familiar voice of the Gala's lover quickly followed suit, accompanied by the frenzied barks of his tokotas as they rushed to help. With a shuddering sigh Honey closed her eyes. Was she giving up? No.

She was just holding on.

612 words

Littl by HayleyWolf , thanks darling <3<3<3