Lost and Alone (Fell/Merci)

[Ärï]

"I didn't hurt you" Merci pointed out. "You don't put your whole weight on them, just enough to push them over. It usually starts a playfight when I do it to Halo."

Merci rose gracefully to her paws, her once sleek black fur was ruffled but she was still by many standards a beauty. Her pale eyes stood out against her fur which was tinted blue in the moonlight. Merci licked Fell's muzzle, nipping his ear lightly. "Just loosen up, don't worry about bad wolves and good wolves."

[.Rabid Lycan.]

Fell, once again, felt strange when she licked him. "Eh, I'm not so loose, I guess..." He jumped to his paws, acting as if he were about to walk away...
Then he jumped onto Merci, pinning her down lightly. He half-smiled. "But I'm not tight either."

[Ärï]

Merci yelped softly when she suddenly found herself on her back. She looked up at Fell with a grin on her face. "You're getting better" she said, reaching up and touching her nose lightly against his muzzle. The ebony beauty slid out from under his paws, leaping to her paws and prancing a few paces away, tail and head low, watching him playfully, ready to bolt. A smile lit both her pretty face and her blue eyes.

[.Rabid Lycan.]

Fell exhaled a small, laughing breath. He turned, amused, and lowered his head. He jumped foward, beginning to gain speed to chase Merci. "I'm going to keep practicing!"

[Ärï]

Merci laughed and shot off like a shadow sprinting across the open meadow. She hadn't felt this light-hearted since puphood. Halo wasn't in much of a playful mood anymore, sometimes brooding, other times furious and still other times simply tired. Merci however, was always up for a game when it came to wolves she knew. To outsiders she was closed in, reserved, cold and had a furious temper. She still had the temper but it was harder to find when she was around Fell. Merci had no way to explain it.

Slowing a bit, Merci drew even with Fell. She flashed him a flirty smile and brushed her fur against his before speeding up again so she was running just ahead of him.

[.Rabid Lycan.]

(Flirting with an assassin... how sweet )

Fell was a little startled by her actions. It made him strangely... calm. Content. Lighthearted, even. He charged forward in a sudden burst of energy, sprinting like a cheetah and jumped forward, colliding with Merci. He rolled onto a patch of clovers and moss, the ground cushioning their fall with springy plants. It was like a pillow under their heads as they tumbled, Fell now grinning, onto the earth.

[Ärï]

Merci rolled herself over so she was looking at Fell, a beautiful smile showing on her visage. "Your getting better" she said. "Practice does make perfect." The shadowy fae pawed at Fell's muzzle lightly with a mitt and sat up a bit, laying next to him in the clover.

[.Rabid Lycan.]

"Being a pup seems like hard work," Fell laughed softly. He rolled onto his back, his pupils enlarging until his blue eyes were nothing but opaque, endless darkness. He was looking at the sky. "Didn't you say something about stargazing?" he murmured finally, gazing in wonder up at the darkening sky.

[Ärï]

Merci adjusted her position so that she too was looking up at the inky sky. "Yes, I did" Merci said. "Its fun, an old loner taught Halo and I what constellations were." Using her paw she pointed out a grouping of stars that looked like a howling wolf. "That's the Great Wolf, he's supposed to be the father and protecter of all wolves." She pointed toward another group of stars in the shape of a raccoon. "That's the Bandit, he was said to steal from the first Great Pack, many many centuries ago."

[.Rabid Lycan.]

Fell's eyes seemed to concentrate slightly, as if searching for something in the sky. "There," he murmured, pointing to a serpant-like collection of stars. "The deadly serpant that prevented the first Wolven Warrior from reaching the mountains..." He looked down. "Mosca told me that when I was in another one of my... rampages."

[Ärï]

Merci managed to hide her grimice. Halo had only pointed out the better or more comical of the constellations. She had never been a fan of the darker side of the myths but then again, she wasn't called Merci for anything. Deciding to lighten the mood a bit, Merci pointed to a grouping of stars. This one looked like pair of wolves touching noses lightly, in a mate's greeting.

"That's Aluro and Sarna" Merci said. "In the southlands they think they were the first wolves, the Mother and Father. They're supposed to protect mates and healers."

[.Rabid Lycan.]

Fell followed her gaze and rested his orbs on the constellation. "Aluro and Sarna had children, two of which were twins. One, Alue, and the other, Fennec, decided to travel across the sky to visit the moon." He moved his paw toward the moon, it's ghostly outline shimmering in white light. "Along the way, they ran into the Great Wolf. As creator of the world, he decided that no wolf should visit the moon for their own safety. But Fennec and Alue thought otherwise. They snuck in... but the Great Wolf found out. He forced them to stay there, and they remain there still..." Fell nodded at the craters that dotted the surface. "Every wolf that makes it to the moon stays there. See the little black dots? Those are them..."

[Ärï]

"I wonder how you get there" Merci said, her blue optics reflecting the moon. "Wolves here go to Golden Mist. I don't think I want to go there. I think I'd just want to go to sleep...just for someone to show me mercy for once instead of the other way around. A little rest sounds nice." Her words were soft spoke and sad.

Her mind was flashing back to her own pack attacking Halo, calling him Black Heart. She remembered rushing to defend them. They claimed Halo cursed her or some foolish nonsense like that. In the end they both wound up alone and yet together. Merci turned her head a bit. The bite scars on her neck became visible. She didn't show them often and even now she hadn't intended to but her gaze was on the stars, not focusing on the angle she held her head.

[.Rabid Lycan.]

Fell sighed, and looked at Merci. Almost immediately, his eyes narrowed. "You have scars... why?" he barked, looking at the marks on her neck.

[Ärï]

"My pack called Halo, Black Heart" Merci murmured. "They said his mark was evil. When we were about half a year old they found a dead elder near the den. She had a snakebite, I could smell the venom. The other wolves panicked. They tried to kill Halo and I jumped in. One of them got me. Halo saved me and we ran." A tear escaped Merci's eyes. "We'd never run so much in our lives. We've been running ever since. My mother was so ashamed and my father was disgusted."