Storms Rolling In (OPEN)

[Sheera]

With a jolt a large femora lept out of the shadows dark eyes flashing. This femora was much larger than any wolf in these parts. With the force of a tiger collided into the male and pinned him to the ground. She lunged and grabbed his throat threatening to rip it open. Her fur bristled and her eyes flamed with fury.

OCC: can she kill him.. or not?

The three femoras were standing around the three in another mere second, making a triangle around them. They're eyes glistened. teh male was thoroughly out numbered. He could not possibly win.

[Ärï]

Zenya slumped on the ground, jaws parted as she panted for breath, blood dripping from her maw. Her topaz eyes were foggy, struggling to focus on what was happening around her.

Dark Storm rose to his paws and padded toward the femme pinning down Claw and lowered his head near Claw's. "Let him go" Dark Storm said simply. "You're Zenya's to kill."

Claw glared at Storm but remained still, hatred still flaming in his eyes.

[Sheera]

The femora snarled angrily through his throat and reluctantly released him. She glared at him and grabbed his scruff. She dragged him effortlessly a few yards away and threw him down to the ground. "Leave." she snarled her eyes flaming wit hatrid.

[Ärï]

Claw rose to his paws, unbothered by the femmes. His eyes fell on Zenya whom was staggering to her paws, panting, bloody and glaring daggers at her father. Oh how she wished looks could kill....Claw simply smirked. "See you soon sweetheart" Claw purred, melting into the darkness.

Zenya growled angrily, spitting out blood and coughing several times. Blood ran a red river from her throat, down her chest, cutting across one side of her face from her ruined eye. Turning her head, Zenya spit out more blood. She felt lightheaded. The world under her paws lurched sideways and Zenya tumbled over as if the wind had simply knocked her down.

Dark Storm turned his head to look at Zenya but didn't move. He sighed softly, rose to his paws and simply continued to watch. Storm wasn't a healer, nor did he ever wish to act as one. It just wasn't his way to help wolves. Through the years he'd been taught that if you are meant to live you will. If you aren't then accept that and get on with dying.

[Sheera]

The great brown wolf wrapped her tail around the three siblings and hushed them away. "Children, children hush away.." to the three reunited femoras. "Go, go," she murmured hushing the sisters away.

They all shyed towards the den and sat beside it, since it was not big enugh for all of them. Ophelia and Apryl looked to Clover and whispered frantically. Clover told them of Greed and Pride and all three of them shivered as if a wave of freezing water had hit them at the same time. Apryl and Ophelia gave eachother frightened looks and they then whispered on about their father. "I heard he's in the mountains... I've smelled him." whispered Ophelia. They all now shuddered and lowered their heads together. They began to ask eachother about their lives since they were 'killed' by their father. Ophelia whispered frantically and shakily, "I-saw-him-kill-you." she said. "But I kept hearing your voices in my head! I thought I was going mad!"

[Ärï]

(totally weird, i'm so lost)

Dark Storm padded over to Zenya and looked down at her, nudging the femme's muzzle. Zenya jerked and her jaw clenched as pain burned in her neck and eye. She would definatly have a headache in the morning.

"I don't know what's wrong with them but let's get you out of here" Storm muttered, glancing at the other faes.

"Hmm" was all Zenya managed.

Dark Storm gripped Zenya's scruff and pulled, half dragging Zenya to her paws. The femme swayed and blinked several times, the world still spinning far faster then she remembered it ever going before. Dark Storm used his shoulder to keep Zenya from tipping over, lightheaded from bloodloss and carefully began guiding her toward the forest at the edge of the heights, ignoring the weird group of faes. He would never understand females and didn't aim to try now.

[Sheera]

OCC: They're sisters you see?

The meeting seemed to come to a weirdly abrubt end and all three faes looking rather hostile split away. Apryl went towards the horizon, Clover wobbled towards the other direction, but Ophelia caught up with Storm and Zenya the hostiel air from her sisters now gone she now looked concerned. She stayed on one side, close to Zenya.

The light brown femora sat and a small tear dripped from her eye. She looked to the shadows as if expecting someone to jump from the shadows. Her stomache was swollen with pups, and by the looks of it.. she wasn't happy about that. Force bred. Just like many other femoras in the world. Her fur bristled angrily as the remembered the day. Mephisto. The bastard of the year. She with a frustrated nature remember how he had broken down her forces by speaking of her awful past. A jolt went through her as she noticed, it was not that he knew her past. He took a shot in the dark and hit her head on. She was bristling angrily and her head was darting from side to side. She was not afraid. She was angry. She would have her revenge.

[Ärï]

"I...don't need...help" Zenya rasped, spitting out some more blood. "Go...with Clover." Zenya had promised Clover she'd stay safe. Now that Claw knew Clover had been around Zenya, Claw would go after her. Clover had faced too much already. Claw was Zenya's problem and she'd take care of him. The tri-colored femme stumbled a bit, managing to lean against a tree to keep herself from falling. "Protect her."

Dark Storm took a step back from Zenya, watching the femme. He saw a strong will and deep hate burning in her eyes and sighed tiredly. He really needed to get away from faes. "Fine." Storm turned away from Zenya and headed back toward where they had been to find Clover.

Zenya let herself slide down the tree and limbs fold under her, panting slightly.

[Sheera]

Ophelia cocked her head and shook it. "Zenya, you can't stay alone.. with those injuries." she said in a stern voice. "You can't stay alone with that.. that thing out there." she said highly aware of her staulkee leaving. Her eyes flashed.

OCC: ha you have to track clover down now.. shes long gone.. ^.^

[Ärï]

"Get outta here runt" Zenya spat bad-temperdly. "I've lived this long" Zenya paused and spit out more blood. "if I die now that'll make it too easy for him and the poor old brute loves a challenge. It would be too easy." Zenya coughed a couple times and laid her head on her paws, glancing at Ophelia. "Go chase after that brute of yours. Twilight knows he'd love a break from you but something tells me you're not gonna leave him alone even though he's about as big a waste of time as I've ever seen." Zenya shifted so she was laying on her side, head resting on the ground. "Poor thing probably has no soul left anymore. That's what hardship does to wolves like me and him. I won't let that happen to Clover now go take care of her. Twilight knows she probably doesn't like brutes anymore."

[Sheera]

"Storm has his ways of a charming femoras even if he has no intentions to... He dazzled me the first day we met, he probably believes I'm a constant flea.. but that won't stop me. I'll see him truely smile if it cost me my life. I want to see him happy.. if only in the last seconds of my life.." she mean't every word she said. She wouldn't give up and if she never saw him happy before she died.. she hadn't lived out the meaning of her life. She wished if never to see him smile she would go to Hellfire... living in Twilight just didn't seem right if she never saw him happy. It would be a sin to never see him happy... to her that is. She bowed her goodbyes and slowly followed the undeniably sweet scent of Storm.

[Ärï]

A warning howl shattered the silence of the night. Zenya's head shot up but she winced painfully, ears flaring forward to find the source of the sound. Topaz eyes widened. "Fox dung."

Pushing herself up, Zenya stumbled toward the source of the howl. She half stumbled through the trees, not noticing if Ophelia was following or not. She didn't care. Claw wasn't gone and a new scent had come to join him. A femme's scent. That was interesting. The scary thing was...she didn't seem to be leaving. Zenya sped up, ignoring the blood stiffening into a scarlet ring around her neck and staining her chest. It didn't matter.

Coming to a clearing, Zenya froze, eyes wide and mouth open in a gasp. Dark Storm was laying in the middle of the clearing, two wolves looming over him, Claw and a lithe black femme Zenya had never seen. Blood was pooling around his neck and head, his black and grey fur torn, eyes wide with surprise and beginning to glaze. Claw raised his head, lips curled back to show his redened fangs. "Bad move sending them off on their own" he purred. The femme beside him laughed and leapt away, bounding into the shadows. Claw laughed as well and followed after his new friend. Zenya stood frozen, staring at the bleeding brute, shellshocked.

[Sheera]

Ophelia raced towards and lept OVER Zenya. Her eyes flashed dangerously and her howl echoed. She lept onto the male and in a few split seconds she was ripping at him with hate and distaste. Fury. She had a promise she had silently made to Storm that she had to keep! Howls from a distance announced the newly found sources.. eahc coming from opposite directions.. though it wasn't just two howls. Accompanied with Apryl's howl was two others.. both femoras. Clover's was just Clover's. They were each about a mile and a half away. They were coming quick

Soon the howl had reached the great femora and she snarled with hate. She raced towards the scene and soon she had lept at the male snarling and growling with hate. She pinned him down and smacked Ophelia with her tail to push her away. Ophelia nodded and lept at the female. Sisters at arms.

[Ärï]

(uh...those two r long gone, they ran off)

Lithium snarled and kicked out at the femmes attacking her. Damned that stupid brute. She knew they should have shut him up before he could make a sound. Casting a glare at Claw, Lithium tore herself free and ran, dark form lost in the shadows within moments, sprinting fast and silent. Claw writhed, managing to rip himself free though it tore his fur and made him bleed he didn't care. Casting a cold look at Zenya whom still stood frozen, he laughed again and dashed off after Lithium.

Dark Storm struggled to breathe. Everything looked fuzzy. Trying to raise his head, Storm's stomach lurched and his jaws parted. Blood splattered the ground in front of him, the effort draining him. Dark Storm let himself fall back to the red-soaked earth, panting and coughing blood.

[Sheera]

OCC: I modified my post but okay...

Ophelia lept towards him and licked his head vigorously. "Don't die!!!!!!!!!" she squealed. "I NEED YOU!!!" she screeched louder. Tears fell from her eyes rapidly and her heart lurched dangerously. "Oh please don't die.. please please!"