Edric was not inclined to lead the group—this time, at least.
The hail was dangerous, and knowing that he wasn't trained to handle a situation like this, he was positive that others weren't. The older ginger fell first, and then the child. Alarmed, Edric stopped and his tracks and moved back towards the two incoming seventh years before leaning down to help grab the unconscious one.
"Follow Jameshill—wherever he's gone," he hissed as another rock of ice slicing through the the skin on the back of his neck. He'd told Febs he'd be just fine; now he could just imagine the look on her face when he returned home covered in cuts, burns, and now maybe bruises.
It was better, at least, than returning home as a corpse. They all needed to survive.
The hail was dangerous, and knowing that he wasn't trained to handle a situation like this, he was positive that others weren't. The older ginger fell first, and then the child. Alarmed, Edric stopped and his tracks and moved back towards the two incoming seventh years before leaning down to help grab the unconscious one.
"Follow Jameshill—wherever he's gone," he hissed as another rock of ice slicing through the the skin on the back of his neck. He'd told Febs he'd be just fine; now he could just imagine the look on her face when he returned home covered in cuts, burns, and now maybe bruises.
It was better, at least, than returning home as a corpse. They all needed to survive.
— set by MJ! —