 
					
							Lorielle stops running, hearing the cries of the toad and feeling water splash down against her side.  She turned quickly, flinging droplets from her hair as she watched the Toxic Toad squirm on the ground.  It was gouged by several weapons, and certainly would be unable to make chase any longer.  She breathed heavily, her chest heaving without making a sound.
Water dripped down her nose, her entire left side drenched. Â She was certain the toad was finished, but slowly backed away all the same. Â
"Well I was certain the others would have stepped in," Lorielle said in response to Tobias, her tone only mildly snappy. Â So they did. Â Her only thought was to carry the toad away from the others, which would have been successful had the injured one not followed her with it. Â She began to relax despite her desire to stay on her toes.
She glanced to Tobias, then down to his wound. Â It was bleeding yet again. Â She turned to face him, staff in hand, before giving a final glance over the toad. Â Hopefully it was dead, so that Lorielle could take Tobias back to the caravan and heal his wound properly. Â Maybe then she and the others could see to finding their scattered chocobos. Â She knew there had to be a catch for making it to the caravan right before it left. Â This must have been it.
						
						 
					Water dripped down her nose, her entire left side drenched. Â She was certain the toad was finished, but slowly backed away all the same. Â
"Well I was certain the others would have stepped in," Lorielle said in response to Tobias, her tone only mildly snappy. Â So they did. Â Her only thought was to carry the toad away from the others, which would have been successful had the injured one not followed her with it. Â She began to relax despite her desire to stay on her toes.
She glanced to Tobias, then down to his wound. Â It was bleeding yet again. Â She turned to face him, staff in hand, before giving a final glance over the toad. Â Hopefully it was dead, so that Lorielle could take Tobias back to the caravan and heal his wound properly. Â Maybe then she and the others could see to finding their scattered chocobos. Â She knew there had to be a catch for making it to the caravan right before it left. Â This must have been it.


 



 
							