27th of Reaping 383 ONT, Southern Shore, Lyithalus Vinyards, Elven Court, Argyle 9:24am
Versum saw the bold little halflings. Two of them, they had attached the five fishing boats to the stone pier but had lengthened their line to almost two hundred feet on each in hopes they might ride the waves instead of being destroyed, it was a long shot but one that showed dedication. The boats were elven, maybe they would survive. The burbling water was maybe a hundred meters away now, the little halflings finished toeing the last knot and began running hopelessly up hill. Versum dashed in front of them and kneeled, he had no time to shift or explain, but necessity breeds instinct, and when he nudged at his back neither of the two questioned it, the jumped onto the giant wolf’s back. Versume did not pause, he could hear the water hitting the shallows, and preyed the grandfather wolf would grant him the speed he needed.
The halfling ahead of him began running once more… the wolf took no pleasure in it, he was laden with three children and an elder, his pack were laden equally and still they herded the village like sheep, forcing them to run and move, any who were to slow would be nudged, then pushed, then bit… whatever it took. He glanced back and saw the water hit the breaker, they could all hear the flood now and the little people quickened their pace, at last they could hear the doom that the wolves had heard for twenty minutes… they were still a ways from the top of the hill, could they make it before the water? Was Vesteel tall enough? He hoped so, he hoped his Alpha knew best.
Raced down the hill past Taurcono and the others, Hallec was at the top with the healer and their injured. But Tuarcono and his pack were too overladen, if someone had been missed there would be no chance to go back, and so it was up to her to do one last check of the village, and get anyone left out. She heard the sharp rebuke from Taurcono to help him and the others herd the halflings, but she ignored it, Alpha wanted the village evacuated and a final check was needed.
“I know I am not Versum, but you have to trust me, we have to go!” Petra yelled at the tree
“Where is Thesalour?” The Squirrious named Jameson called down from a high branch
“I told you, Sir Thesalour died this morning in a Roper attack… and Versum is very busy, he sent me”
“A convenient story, but you’ll forgive me if I don’t lower my children to an unknown Lupen” Jameson called back
“There is a flood coming, I am part of Versum’s pack… he sent me to get you to higher ground”
“We heeded your words, we have pulled everyone into the tree”
“That tree is not high enough… please, time is short” Petra pleaded
“Maybe you are sent from Versum, but without Thaden, or Thesalour or Versum or Thalion I cannot take the risk with my people, you could be working for Shepard” he called down
“I do not work for Shepard… I don’t know how I can prove it to you save for the honour of the pack…” she took a few deep breaths understanding the ramifications of what she was doing now “The flood is coming, soon you will see it hit the shore line… I will not leave here without you, my duty is the Protector of the Small, we will all make it or none of us will” with that she shifted back into her wolf form and laid down at the base of the tree, trying to block out the echoing sound of death that crashed ever closer towards them.
“I don’t know honey, what if she is right?” Clara said to Jameson he looked at her, then towards the coast, then back to the wolf
“You would risk us all to an unknown wolf?” he asked… but it was truly an ask, he seemed torn
“You would trust us all to a flood?” she responded… Jameson looked out again dancing from one foot to the next, not sure what to do
The elves ran with a grace that matched the wolves, they would crest the hill in time. Selene nodded to Trovel to keep with them and assure their success, she wanted to check something. The Alpha had bet that Krieger’s mom would be ok, but no one had gone to check, that was not right, with a snuff and a turn she wheeled to the west aiming for the little cottage just outside of town.