User prompt part 2
"Come on lets go." The girl grabbed Mermista's hand and began to walk at a far more normal pace than before towards their destination.
Mermista flushed as they walked side by side with the girl's hand in hers. It wasn't from the fact that this cute... not cute, annoying, girl was holding her hand. It was definitly because this was the middle of the dessert and she was so warm. She was the water princess for goodness sake, she shouldn't have been sent here of all places!
"You good Water princess?" The wolf girl turned to Mermista as she sat down to take a sip of water from a bottle. "You want some."
The girl offered her the bottle and Mermista almost grabbed it, she was so thirsty. But she couldn't because of her stupid pride or something.
"Nah, it's okay I'll go ahead you can catch up." Mermitsa said cockily and walked on ahead.
"Wait, Princess!" The girl called urgently, it sounded like she had real fear in her voice.
"It's okay, you cannn- ah!" Mermitsa felt her feet sinking downwards fast. Quick sand, damn it!
"Wait, princess I'll help you."
Mermista tried to pull her legs out of the sand. It sucked her down quicker the more than she fought, the sand was up to her waist now her legs had already transformed into a tail.
"Help!" She called, all cockiness got and the desperation was clear in her voice now. "Please."
"I'm coming princess." the wolf girl called. She was perched up on a pile of rocks nearby and then Mermista felt something hit her shoulder. It was a rope. "Grab on!"
Mermista tied a loop around her waist with the rope as the sand was almost up to her chest. She grabbed on and tugged the rope to make sure she was secure. Good thing she had spent so much time on sea hawks boats that she learnt some rope skills.
"Pull!" Mermista shouted and held on to the rope as the girl started pulling.
Mermista was sunken up to her arm pits and she felt worried as the sand first touched her neck.
"Come on princess." The girl tugged and it wasn't working, the sand was stronger.
“Please!” The more that Mermista frantically moved the more than she was pulled into the sand.
“I’m trying.” The girl was no longer teasing Mermista knew that much, she was definitly pulling as hard as she could but it wasn’t enough.
“I-” Mermista’s voice was cut off as the sand filled her mouth and muffled her scream.
“Come on, First ones!” The wolf girl finally made a last ditch effort and dug her claws it to s near by cactus and used the leverage to finally yank Mermitsa from the quick sand as the spikes sank into her hands and she let out a piercing scream.
Mermitsa, with a tail still, coughed and wretched up sand.
“Princess, have some of this.” The girl dropped her canister of water. “And no toughing it out this time.” She said with a smile before it quickly turned to the wince when she pulled her hand away from the catus finding many thorns in her hand.
Mermista used the water the get rid of the sand and hydrate herself before grabbing the girl’s hand.
“My turn to help.” She said with a smile. “And no-”
“Don’t you use my own words against me, princess.” The gilr said with a false bravado that disappeared when Mermista touched one of the thorns.
“Be good, this will be quick, okay?” Mermista motioned for the girl to sit given that with her tail she couldn’t exactly stand up.
“Okay.” The girl sat beside Mermista and let her take out the thorns. Although the girl let out a littany of curses every time a thorn was pulled out Mermista was gentle and the girl seemed to appreciate this.
“You’re not what I though -Damn, all the first ones and their ancestors! - you’d be like, princess.”
“You bring out something in me… like I want to help you, even if it doesn’t help me. Does thar make sense?”
“Haha, you crack me up - all the way to Horde Prime that hurts! - Princess. You do know that’s called empathy right?” Mermista pulled out the final thorn and ripped off some fabric off the bottom of the cloak she was wearing to wrap it around the girl’s hand.
“I know, I’m friends with Perfuma.” Mermitsa looked up at her with a smile.
“Do you need me to carry you back?” The girl asked and Mermitsa sheepishly nodded with a blush. “Come on then, silly Princess.”