Valley of Iron

As frantic Dey ran from the ambush, she didn't notice that she had somehow gotten turned around and was now lost. Run! Run! Run! The voice in her head, what she was assuming was instinct, shouted vigorously at her, pushing her to go farther, faster. The entire episode was felt so familiar, so similar to something that must have happened to her before. Run! Run faster! Go!

Somehow, that voice came to her again, and it wasn't instinct, it was... "Run! Blue! Run!"

It's dark, cold. I'm alone. Ears pressed to her skull. The surrounding darkness stank of fear.

She was running. Entirely surrounded by earthy dirt, somewhere underground. And something was chasing her.

Dey ran faster, feeling that the images and voices in her head were just memories. Scary and painful memories. She ran faster, in hopes of outrunning her memories. Memories she had wanted back, but now that she's caught a glimpse of them... She now wants nothing to do with them.

Then in the darkness, a voice full of light. "Run! Blue! Hurry!"

That voice made her flinch in familiar pain. "Stop!" She howled piteously at the shadows that had begun to surround her, stopping her sprint. The darkness, the shadows, it was all in her head. "Don't stop!" Afraid of the darkness, she began to run again. Run, run, run, run, run. It was never ending, the pain, never forgotten. She ran hard and fast, not noticing that her environment had changed and that the black rocks beneath her had begun to cut into her paws. They bled, her paws. She was a black wraith in pain, leaving only her bloodied paw prints behind her.

Mydnyte

The Kamarians made short work of the Tenneth they pulled out of the frey. Mydnyte looked from afar and saw the battle was escalating. It was then he noticed BattleDemon making a break for it. "Curious." He spoke. "What's curious?" asked his ally, Fang Hunter. "That an Alva would retreat from the face of battle." Mydnyte answered point with his muzzle at the running Dey. Fang nodded but it was then the rumbling began. "What is it!?" Fang shouted. Mydnyte looked over head to see the rocks beginning to fall.

"It's a rock slide! To the shadows!" Mydnyte barked. The Kamarians disappeared within the shadows trying to flee. The quake made it difficult for Mydnyte to reach the others, by the time he did they too would be crushed. Fearing the worse, the only thing he could hope is for his friends to survive. "To your allies?" Fang asked as they ran. "No, we can't reach them in time without being crushed...I'm afraid we must flee ourselves if we are to survive. To the Alva, we can at least make sure she is safe." Mydnyte answered as they moved down the cliffs.

They followed the bloodied paw prints of Dey, her scent fresh in their noses. "The Alva runs far." Fang spoke. "Yes...she's running her self ragged, look, the blood is her own. Be wary of the rocks." Mydnyte said concerned over her well being. "Hurry, we must reach her before she runs herself to death!" Mydnyte barked. The two Kamaria Wolves picked up the pace. Eventually Mydnyte was gaining on BattleDemon as he called out, "BattleDemon...BATTLEDEMON STOP!!" He shouted. He hoped she would listen.