Everything is flailing about. Roaring screams from all around, blood is staining the water a sickeningly russet color. Elsa nearly vomits, as she sees her own ice slid easily into the eye, piercing it. It no doubt, would leave the animal, or creature, blind.
Suddenly, everything stills. The beast roars and finally falls onto its stomach. Elsa winces at the sight, a lot of it her own doing. What has she done? As if one cue, the boned jaw speaks, as if chastising the group. So the beast... it was a mother. Right then and there Elsa stumbles at her landing, looking at the beast. Her lower lips quiver, wanting to cry. But, there was another, more dire matter, caused by themselves.
There was an egg lodged in a pouch, under the stomach.
She didn't even pause to speak. A few tears fell from her face as she devised her own plan. How could the magic that kill its mother, save a child? The back legs were in the water still, and maybe they could wedge something underneath the mother to push her off of the baby? Elsa attempts to create an ice wedge on the part of the body that is above water, hoping the rotation from the front will rotate the rump. Then, she wanders over to a nearby tree, attempting to snap off a sturdy branch, and then returns. Hoping the body is turned over, and the pouch is exposed, she tries to use the stick to push the egg out of the pouch, so she or another can retrieve it.
This, was a very terrible tragedy. And it was all their fault.
"Talketh."
[ooc;// Elsa is ironically using her magic to try to make a wedge underneath the part of the beast that is above/on the land to make a rotation that will hopefully cause rotation on the water end to essentially flip the beast. She then tries to get a nearby stick/sturdy branch to push the egg out of the pouch so they may try to save it (if the beast was able to be flipped).]
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