Seth felt a sense of sorrow when he saw the wolf plunge through the ice.  He wouldn't have wanted any creature to go in that manner.  For a brief moment, he thought about trying to rescue the beast, but it would require the help of his horse.  And Midnight might not see a predatory wolf as something he would want to help pull from the water.  And then a human arm broke the surface, desperately clawing at the edge of the ice, searching for something to hold on to.<br/><br/>Rescue was no longer a subject for debate, as Seth grabbed rope from his saddle, tied one end around the horse and the middle of the rope around himself.  Then holding the remaining rope in one hand, he went to the pond, lay down on the ice and proceeded to crawl out to that hand reaching out for help.  He hoped that by crawling on the ice, he would distribute his weight enough that his body wouldn't break through.  Crawling was not the fastest way of getting to the drowning person, but it was the safest way for both of them.<br/><br/>The hole in the ice was getting larger, because every time the arm reached out and tried to grab hold of the edge of the ice, more of it would break away.  By the time Seth reached the arm, it looked like it was going under for the last time.  Grabbing the hand with his, he laid the rope aside and reached down into the freezing water with his other arm, trying to get hold of the person that arm belonged to.  First there was the shock of the numbing cold on his arm.  Then the shock of coming in contact with naked flesh under that water.  Getting past the other flailing arm, he got a hold under that arm.  Seth let out a whistle to his horse to back up.