Esmerelda Esmerelda isn't sure if it's relief at finding the trial or panic over what it implies that fills her. The jaguar begins to carefully swim towards the sound, doing her best to memorize a path that will be safe for children to use later. It was no use if she found them but couldn't get them out and had to go get backup. With the tide coming in, there simply wasn't enough time for such things. Steeling herself, Esmerelda swam further, her ears locked on the cries, some part of her trying to pick out her brother's voice amongst the rest. Though who knew if his presence or absence was a good thing. ~ Esmerelda follows the sound and tries to memorize a path in/out that's suitable for kids. |
I plead guilty on the account of oops
