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"Hey, we're gonna be okay alright?" He said in his attempt of a soft tone, though it was shaky and unsure. |
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Kayla felt tears rolling down her face as the pain began to be too much. "I can't...Gale, I can't..." |
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"You better stay with me, we'll get help and be fine." He muttered again, grabbing a cloak and fastening it around himself before taking her and sprinting off again. |
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Kayla melted into his touch, her head spinning |
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"Stand up," He hissed under his breath, pulling the hood over his face. |
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Kayla ried, stumbling as pain washed over her again and her knees buckled. "Kill me..." |
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"Shut you're goddamn mouth or i'll rip your throat out if that's all you have to say," Gale snapped, pulling her back upright and keeping her walking. |
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Kayla flinched and walked best as I could |
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Gale got a horse, setting her infront of him as he kicked the mare forward. |
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Kayla held on as best she could |
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Afternoon Showers, Sleet Possible
