Teamwork Rescue

The lost-looking soul ambled forward, unseen eyes searching for sanctuary. They'd been there too long, they didn't know what way to go. They could hardly tell up from down, honestly, but something in them still could feel the exhaustion in their half-grounded form, and the vaguest sense of danger. They had to find something, somewhere in the weariness of their being they could tell there was something they needed....

"Hey, hey you!" A chipper voice cut through their stupor, the featureless face turning toward it. A blue snowgrem was approaching them quickly, and before they knew it they had been turned around and pointed toward a horizon filled with treetops in the distance. "This way! You've gotta be careful, silly! Come on, I'll help you a bit."

Just then, a feral roar broke from the direction that the soul had previously been facing. They began to turn to look, but Stardrop quickly redirected them once more.

"Don't you worry about that! Carver can handle it, we just gotta get you to safety, okay?"
Stardrop began to lead the withered figure towards shelter, as the sounds of a violent conflict carried out behind them. Despite her own reassurances, Stardrop couldn't help but glance back to make sure that her partner was in fact okay.

Carver had managed to pin the shadow beast, his predatory instincts being let loose as he tore into it. Stardrop quickly scanned their surroundings to ensure he wouldn't be ambushed, then grinned at his victory. "You're doing great, Sweetie!"