Beautiful Disaster (Nova here)

[Sheera]

He looked away.. he couldn't be talked out of something he had his mind set on. This was one thing he would do. Where noyone could witness it. Somewhere where he could die slowly in agony to crippled to end his pain quickly as he would let the liquid flow fluidly through his throat.

[Ärï]

Nova groomed the brute's shoulder, not really thinking. She remembered Azari doing that for her when Tundra had first left. It had been a soothing thing for her, calming, relaxing. Nova could guess at what was on the brute's mind. It scared her. She had never known a wolf to be so desperate. Not even her. She was sad, very sad and felt very alone but...if nothing else...she would live on for her father. Nova would live the life he had wanted but unfortunatly had to fight for. Subcionciously she moved a bit closer to the male, continuing to groom his dark fur.

[Sheera]

He pressed his fur to hers. His lack of body heat made his body ice-cold. He turned back to her and rested his head on her back slightly shifting his body. He lied down and moved his head to his paws. His black claws glistened and he pointed one end to one of his paws. He pressed onto his paw until a light trickle of scarlet water dripped out. He watched it solumnly watching it as it trickled down his paw and curled under his pad.

[Ärï]

Nova continued grooming the brute's fur, from shoulder to ear and bending her head she noticed the blood on his paw. Nova leaned forward and licked the tang of blood from his paws. "There's no need for bloodshed" Nova murmured, voice barely a whisper. Nova brushed her muzzle against his neck as she moved her head to continue grooming his shaggy dark fur. Her sorrow had melted to an eerie sort of calm.

[Sheera]

He put his head on his paw his fangs pressing on his lips as they rested outside his mouth. A flicker of warmth sparked in his chest but as fast as it was there it was replaced by a cold chilling feeling. He closed his eyes and gently eyes filled with tears.

[Ärï]

Nova gently laid her head beside the brute's, close but not too close unless he was uncomfortable with her being so close. It felt good to know she wasn't as alone in her misery as she had thought. Now she knew she wasn't alone, she wasn't the only one that suffered though they suffered for different reasons. She had a reason for being here and right now it seemed helping this brute was one of the reasons. Turning her head, Nova gently licked his cheek, brushing tears aside.

[Sheera]

He felt the warm rasp on his cheek.
He felt it gently and instead of a spark..
A fire burst in his chest. It flamed and licked against his chest.
It was hot.. getting hotter.. it was a firey hot..
It gently burned down into a a warm glow.

[Ärï]

Resting her head near the brute's, Nova stared at the crystal formations through half-lidded eyes. Her ears were swerved toward the brujo, listening to his breathing and heartbeat. In the quiet of the cavern the sounds of life were easily detected. Her fur brushed his, light against dark. Sapphire eyes slipped closed, laying in the dazed state between sleeping and being awake. Nova could almost swear she felt the slow pace of the world crawling around under her, turning ever so slowly though she would bet a moon's worth of prey it was just her imagination. In the Crystal Cavern however, everything seemed slowed down.

[Sheera]

He closed his eyes gently and reluctantly. He fell into a gentle sleep.. light sleep.
His shaggy fur glistened. He had a dreamless sleep for he had had no dreams since he was a pup.. only nightmares.

[Ärï]

Nova blinked awake sometime later. The brute was still laying next to her, obviously asleep. A small smile crept across the femme's visage. Moving carefully and quietly, Nova rose to her paws and looked around. The Crystal Cavern was as quiet and beautiful as when she'd fallen asleep. Something drew her to the blue crystal formation she had been laying next to before finding out the brujo was with her. Her eyes met the crystal and widened. In the crystal was Azari's lanky black-grey form. Nova let out a soft whine of longing, moving a bit closer to the formation and gazing at her father with a heartbroken expression.

[Sheera]

Ameral lie asleep for much time after the femora had awaken, but with his senses alert soon he opened his sapphire eyes gazing around, his head still on his paws. He watched Nove with his eyes half opened. He opened them completely as he silently pushed himself up. In a secretive way he pressed his claw on the top of his paw and pushed himself up. Another trickle of blood silently rolling down his paw.

[Ärï]

Nova's gaze remained transfixed on the image of her father in the crystals. Was it her imagination or some sign from the Twilight wolves? A soft longing whine escaped the young neophyte. Raising a paw, Nova pawed at the crystal, as if she could get through the stone and be with her father again. It was a wistful thought. In the back of her mind, Nova heard the brujo rising but didn't move, even when she caught a whiff of blood. She couldn't look away. If she did Azari would leave....Like a small diamond a tear ran down Nova's cheek as she stared at the crystal looking like a lost pup.

[Sheera]

Ameral looked away from the emerals(never noticed that). He padded solumnly to the exit and sat outside the den looking into the welcoming land.. welcoming anyone who was willing.. that excluded him. He sat and watched as a small red began to show on the velvet sky, a tear sparkled and dropped silently to the ground.

A large bulky brute smiled gently and beamed as he watched his children. A small brown he-pup wobbled over towards him. The pup had shaggy fur and his eyes were a beautiful azure. He smiled revealing ivory teeth. The bulky brute had identical emeral eyes as they twinkled with pride. He himself also had black shaggy fur. What a perfect family.

Ameral's beautiful family's history flamed painfully in his head. In this beautiful image there was two things missing. His mother and his beautiful sister. His sister.. he went blank and his knees buckled in pain and anguish. He fell over and soon curled up in a ball weeping silently.

[Ärï]

Nova's eyes tore from the vision of Azari in the crystal as she heard something hit the cavern floor. She hadn't realized the brute had woken up much less moved. Startled to see him fall, Nova leapt up and bounded toward him, a red crystal in the ground slashing open her paw pad. Nova ignored it and skidded to a halt near the brujo. She lowered her head, licking his ears soothingly, soft comforting whines escaping her maw. Nova stood next to him, grooming his ears and trying to comfort the weeping brute. She wondered if she should go for a herb healer but then again, what if the brute left while she went to find someone? Then they would all call her a liar.

[Sheera]

He slowed his tears and tore his face towards her. His eyes showed a twinkled of something close to happiness. This was because there was someone that not only shared his pain, but actually cared to numb his. He sat up slowly and looked out to the world. What a beautiful world.. so welcoming. Like those beautiful femoras that act sweet and friendly then the next thing you know they're stabbing you in the back. Literaaly.