"Eygon hurry up, we must make haste." her rough tongue found peace in the middle of her mouth as a pool of blood slowly trickled down her chin, staining her orange pelt. The night brought a cool breeze that sent a shutter down her spine as the lioness turned her head to face Eygon, frowning softly as she spoke. "We have to hurry now before it's too late. Help me, my leg-"
As quickly as she spoke the blue eyed lion was at her side with no hesitation in his steps, he used his body weight to help push her forward as the lioness limped her way on, moving as quickly as she could given her current condition. Just over the ridge was home, yet it felt like a million miles away - here they stood at the mouth of madness, ready for this nightmare to end.
"Careful, Awilix, here, lean on me." the lion muttered as he pushed his fellow Reaver forward, trying his best to help keep her front paw lifted.