"Where's Roach?"

A/N: Akela is about 16.


Summary: Akela loses Roach.


"Where's Roach?"

Akela blanched. Where was Roach? She spun in a circle, half-expecting to find the mare stood somewhere close by, but, as unfortunately expected, there was nothing around that was living nor breathing except her and Geralt.

Geralt actually looked a little panicked. His amber eyes went wide, and he shook his head in disbelief. "You lost her? I left you for thirty minutes!"

Akela pointed a finger at him. "Is that what I said? No. That's not what I said. In fact, I didn't say anything. So don't jump to conclusions!"

Geralt tightened his jaw. "So, you know where she is?"

Alright, fair point.

"I lost her."

Geralt irately sucked his teeth and grasped her shoulders, shaking her. "Akela," he ground out, "where is my horse?"

If a dog was man's best friend, anybody could guess what a witcher's was. And Akela was insulted to say it wasn't her.