So Alone....(Moon/Nezero)

[Ärï]

Moon's ivory form limped toward the sound of water. Her pure fur was coated in blossoms of scarlet, her shoulder bloody and her neck torn. Her breathing came in ragged gasps as she limped, hind leg held a bit off the ground to try keeping weight from it. Everything burned and she felt tired, her limbs heavy and her head low. The battle had been so fast, so painful. She had been told to stay to the back but someone had gone after BlackMist pups. Moon had jumped in and chased the other wolf. That had gotten her secluded, away from any help. The BloodMist wolf had left her for dead but Moon wasn't down and out yet. Her misty blue eyes gazed at nothing in particular, not that she could see anyway. All she was looking for was the water. She smelled it and heard it. Something to get the sticky blood off of her fur, free her sense of smell from the tang of her own life as it tried to slip away in scarlet paths winding across her pelt like broken glass.

Finally the fae could move no more. A yard or two from the small river, she fell. Her limbs, one hind and one front, could no longer hold her weight. Her balance was off and she couldn't hold herself up. Moon let her body hit the ground, ignoring the reignited pain that flared through her being. She was going to die in this world of darkness, just as she'd been born into it. A bit of blood trickled from her parted jaws as she laid panting in the forest near the river, blinded by the scent of her own blood and throbbing pain in every cell of her body. She failed to notice an approaching wolf. It wouldn't matter anyway. If someone didn't do something soon, she would die.

[Destiny]

The dark ebony form of a medium sized brute drifted through the area. Pelt was tinted with grey.Though it should not have been, he was much to young to be greying yet.The scent of the femme, Sweet Tangeringe, and the pup Twilla still lingered on his coat. As did the scent of herbs and of sickness. The brute's pelt held no glossy healthy sheen. The only thing he had eaten was the herbs Sweet Tangerine had brought to aid him. Some of his energy had been restored thanks to the helpful femme.From where he had stood with the other two fae's Moon's scent had come too him. No , not really her scent. For he just known. Now the male followed the scent of fresh blood. A small wad of cobwebs grasped tightly in his maw. Something told him they would be needed. As he chanced upon a river the sight of Moon made his heart lurch.

[Ärï]

The light vibrations of paws came to Moon's half-concious form. Her misty blue eyes were half closed, her nose unable to smell past the scent of her own wreched blood. The metallic taste of the scarlet liquid lingered in her mouth but she didn't have enough energy to spit it out or clean it away with water. A light cough tore from Moon's throat and sent a wildfire of pain through her torn neck, flecks of blood flitting to the ground. Her body jerked when she coughed but other then that, there was little sign that she was alive.

[Destiny]

Nezero did not stiffen. Paws pulled him across the clearing towards her. Like she was a magnet for him. Form towered over her. Moon's scarlet blood was everywhere. The brute did not halt to speak to her. Instinct told him what to do. Quickly he began to clean her wounds. But his work was not going fast, he knew. So he lept up and ran tow the streams edge. Spotting some moss he dunked it into the water. Then returning to Moon he held the moss over her. Soaking water into her wounds. The neck wound was the worst, he saw this right away.

[Ärï]

Moon's sightless eyes flickered open then closed. Someone was with her. Cold water trickled over her neck, trying to wash the blood away. Whoever it was was either going to torture her to death or help her. Moon moved her head a bit, even though it hurt. A scent wove through her blood-scent. "Nero?" Moon rasped, her voice barely a whisper. "Is..that you?" she rasped, only half concious.

[Destiny]

Quickly he poured the rest of the water into her maw.Washing some of the water away.Then he thew the moss to the side.he managed to reply."It is."Then the brute began to take care of her wounds. He delt with the wordst wound first. A large deep wound on her neck.Quickly the brute began to apply the cobwebs too it. The scent of Moon's blood covered the area. the brute could almost feel her pain. If only he could feel it for her. A deep sadness rested in his eyes.

[Ärï]

Moon tried not to flinch as Nezero ministered to her wounds. He seemed quiet.....sad. Very sad. "Nero" Moon murmured hoarsely. "Don't be sad. I'm...fine." Moon tried not to focus on her aching body and burning gashes. If she thought about it, it would make them hurt more. She tried to focus on finding Nero's scent through the hot, tanggy scent of her own blood.

[Destiny]

Nezero did'nt smile at her spunk. Once, he might have, not now. He replied with a bitter hint in his otherwise emotionless voice. "Don't lie to me Moon." The brute finally finished up the neck wound. Then began to work over the rest of her body. Dealing with the deepest of her wounds first. "I can feel the pain that radiates from you."He grumbled through a mouthful of cobwebs. Nezero ran out of cobwebs eventually. Though there was still one wound on her shoulder that wasn't fized up. The brute's pink tounge began to rasp over it.

[Ärï]

"I wouldn't lie" Moon barked quietly, a hint of her old spunk in her voice though it was dull and heavy. Her body felt like it had been made of led, weighed down with exhustion. "I....I'll be fine, especially with you helping me." Moon's sightless eyes flickered in Nezero's direction, an affectionate smile on her maw for a moment before she let her head rest against the ground, hovering between wakefulness and sleep.

[Destiny]

Nezero paused. Raising his head for a moment. The brute hesitated for a moment. Then leaned forward and gave her an affectionate lick on the muzzle. Quickly he returned to cleaning up the wound. "We shall see."Was all he could manage. A hint of affection in his tone. The brute tried to keep his attention on her wounds.But every so often, his soft blue pools would wander to her face.

[Ärï]

Every so often, Moon couldn't help but wince as her wounds complained and burned as they were tended to. Moon had grown used to the pain. It had become a dull aching burn compared to the former searing, blazing wildfire she'd suffered through. At least her neck had stopped bleeding. The wounds on her shoulder and hunch would heal with time, even if they would hurt for a while. Her neck wound had been deadly if left untreated. "I didn't think you were still around" Moon murmured. "During the battle you sort of...vanished."

[Destiny]

Nezero paused. Glancing up at her.The brute only had one wound from that battle. A deep one that would scar on his chest.Luckily he had tended to it quickly. As far away from the battle as he could get. The brute no longer held the will to fight. To hurt."Someone took a piece out of me and I sorta lost the will to hurt them. " He murmured. Was he ashamed of what he had done? He did'nt know at all. He knew nothing.

[Ärï]

Moon nodded and closed her eyes for a few moments. She felt like she was floating. Her wounds, though deep and plentiful, no longer hurt. Moon shook herself awake, eyelids parting once more into her darkened world that neither changed nor lightened. "BloodMist tricked me" Moon murmured, shifting one of her paws and biting her tongue to keep from yelping or whining. "Guess I'm not as independant as I thought I could be."

[Destiny]

Nezero did'nt say anything for a few moments.Instead he finished cleanaing her wounds.Finally he rose to his paws."I'll be back."He barked.Then the brute turned on his ebony grey paws and rushed off into the enveloping darkness of the forest.

As Nezero's pelt brushed trees and brush he kept his mind focused on one thing.Or tried too. Poppy seeds would be good for Moon now. He remembered it from some past event. Finally the brute spotted what he was looking for. Tenderly in took them in his maw and headed back towards her.

[Ärï]

Moon simply laid quietly as Nezero left. She drifted in and out of sleep, the undergrowth around her whispering softly as creatures moved and the breeze wove between fronds. The gentle lullaby definately wasn't helping her stay aware and alert. Moon sighed softly, curling her paws a bit closer to her underbelly and letting her eyes close. Moonlight dripped across her ivory form splashed with scarlet. She looked totally peaceful, dead to someone that wasn't paying attention for her breathing was soft and almost unnoticable.