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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Jan 21, 2008 3:51:16 GMT -5
The brute nodded. "I know the feeling."
He glanced at Fate. "...do you have anyone? Any family?"
He hoped he didn't provoke her or anything... he was just curious.
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Post by Sheera on Jan 21, 2008 3:57:25 GMT -5
She shook her head painfully. She did somewhere.. her father which she desperately hoped she never met and her siblings which she hopes day to day to meet someday.
"No.. " she said. "Well.. maybe somewhere..."
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Jan 21, 2008 4:03:03 GMT -5
Athame frowned. "I am sorry," he murmured softly, sympathetic to the fae.
She... she looks like Mischa he thought to himself.
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Post by Sheera on Jan 21, 2008 4:13:25 GMT -5
She tried to sit into a sitting position. It was quite painful so she gave up. Her broken leg moved position it a very odd shape.
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Jan 21, 2008 4:18:03 GMT -5
Athame glanced at her. "I should give you a splint, shouldn't I?" He left the den, and not long after returned with cobwebs and a piece of bark from a fallen tree.
"Err... this might hurt," he woofed, kneeling beside Fate. He began the work of straightening the leg and making a "cast" for it.
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Post by Sheera on Jan 21, 2008 4:21:25 GMT -5
"Couldn't hurt anymore than it already does." she said bleakly and closed her eyes tight. She waited for pain. More pain.. what was the difference?
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Jan 21, 2008 20:26:12 GMT -5
Silently, the black wolf wrapped her paw in cobwebs, fastening the splint onto her.
The leg should heal properly after this...
He stepped back after finishing, bowing his head to the fae. "I hope the splint doesn't bother you?"
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Post by Sheera on Jan 21, 2008 20:55:49 GMT -5
"After that?" she said in sarcastic shock. She smiled her ivory-scarlet smile. This was probably the worst day of her life and she was smiling.. wow.
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Jan 22, 2008 22:24:17 GMT -5
(amazing :  Athame glanced at his paws, still uncomfortable. It was beginning to show, as his hackles were spiking in a defensive bristle... as if he were ready to be attacked at any moment. "...can you walk?" |
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Post by Sheera on Jan 22, 2008 22:50:08 GMT -5
"What's wrong.." she murmured gently. She was in to great of pain to notice his growing uncomfort. She looked at him with eyes of concern.
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Jan 22, 2008 22:52:50 GMT -5
"N-nothing," he replied, stuttering the words. The assassin glanced over his shoulder. He knew that Turpin wouldn't come searching for him unless Athame were gone for a few days... but he was still wary.
"..you just remind me of someone, is all..."
He bit down, hard, on his tongue.
It was the truth.
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Post by Sheera on Jan 22, 2008 23:03:17 GMT -5
"Oh.." she said. There must me something else bothering him.. she thought kindly. She perked her ears.. she smelt caribou. She got up and walked with the splint slowing her. She sat with disapointment.
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Jan 22, 2008 23:07:07 GMT -5
"Your leg should heal in about a few weeks time," Athame remarked. He flexed his sickle-like claws. "...a-are you hungry?" He glanced up at her... and looked away quickly.
The last time her saw Mischa, she was being devoured alive by half-rabid wolves.
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Post by Sheera on Jan 22, 2008 23:10:28 GMT -5
She hobbled quickly over to him and with her nose move his chin her way facing his eyes to hers. She looked at him with kind, warm eyes. Her tail hung limp and useless behind her.. though her tail was cracked in half her eyes told everything.
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Jan 22, 2008 23:14:26 GMT -5
Athame was forced to look into those eyes... those eyes that were so forgiving and compassionate that he was frightened right out of his skin. He jumped back, ears folded back and his fur standing on end.
"Y-you have the same color eyes!" he yelped, backing into the wall of the tree.
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