It was a great relief when Mapiya made it onto the bank. Caelin didn't know if in his exhausted state he'd be strong enough to haul her out if she needed it. He followed her up as soon as she was secure on the bank and managed it faster but no less strenuously. When he made it to the top his forelegs gave out first and collapsed him almost face first into a puddle. Rain still patterned down around and on him but it felt like a blessing after the waters of the river.
He lay his head down on a tuft of grass and listened as air was pumped in and out of his strained lungs. A dazed sort of disconnection came over him and he marveled at what a joy the act of simply not moving could be. They had survived. Somehow, both of them had made it through the moment.
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