*throws himself headlong through the underbrush, his heart in his throat, never taking a moment to stop and think, to look for a trail because she's my blood and she'll be lost (and at least it means he can't think about the rest of it, either)*
*the beam of his flashlight skittering this way and that, never finding focus* Lily? *impatiently shoves a low-hanging tree branch aside after it scratches his face, his tone increasingly tightening with a kind of terror entirely new to him* Lily?? *calling over in your general direction* Can you hear her?? *can't hear much beyond the pounding of his heart*