(@determined-compass)(Frisk) ✂
✂ - for my muse to rescue yours from danger
Chara had gotten a message from Mom, and it only took a few words to get the older Dreemur running.
{ Text } From Mama-Goat: Frisk didn’t come home.
They had called desperately for their manager to take their place at work while they went to join the search party, looking for the other human. At this point, Chara somehow got separated from everyone else. That wasn’t the important part, though, the important part was about finding their younger sibling and getting them home, safe.
“Frisk?! Frisk, where are you?!” they yell out, panting a bit as they took a moment to pause. They close their eyes and dig deeper into their magic, letting their determination flow through them. They took a few slow breaths, focusing, looking for a familiar feeling of determination, knowing it had to be somewhere.
They could feel it, a pull down the street, one of the alleyways. Oh hell, what had happened to Frisk…?! Chara runs down and sees a few people surrounding the younger human. Frisk was cornered. Their eyes glow a brighter red and they run forward, shoving the others out of the way and putting themselves in front of Frisk, growling.
“You better step the fuck away from them, if you know what’s good for you!” they hiss venomously. At first, the others had laughed, but when various knives appeared around them, circling them slowly, and their hands began glowing red as well. That sent the other people running, and finally Chara could make their magic disappear, blowing their bangs out of their face.
“Try to laugh at me for being 5 feet tall. Whatever,” they huff, turning around and kneeling in front of Frisk, checking for injuries. “Frisk, what happened?”
