I'm Alive. Barely.

[Ärï]

Soon both Zenya and Moon drifted to sleep in the shared den. Moon remained where she had been at the entrance since the den wasn't quite big enough for three wolves. The moon rose higher in the sky and a line of pink appeared far beony the horizon, promising a coming sunrise though both faes remained deep asleep. Both had been awake late, one hunting the other healing an injured pup. Even in their sleep however, both Moon and Zenya remained alert as always. Their years as loners had taught them better then to relax too much.

[Sheera]

Clover.. who had already slept the whole day and had gotten a restful sleep feeling safe and warm.. opened her eyes. Blood cracked around them but none of her injuries hurt as much as they did the day before. She seemed confused as she looked around the den. Curious.. she was safe inside a den.

[Ärï]

Moon shifted in her sleep near the entrance of the den, the soft dawn sunlight catching her ivory fur. Zenya turned her head a bit where she slept next to Clover, as if aware that t he pup had woken yet not waking herself. Moon was the first to open her misty blue eyes. Yawning, the fae turned her head, sniffing the den. The smell of blood was lessened now which meant the bleeding on the pup had stopped. From the sounds of Zenya's breathing, the other fae was still asleep. Cloudy blue eyes roamed. Someone was awake. The pup. Moon could feel eyes on her and turned her head toward where she last remembered Zenya's voice coming from. "Woken up have you?" she asked, flicking her white ears.

[Sheera]

Her golden blue eyes shifted to the blind femora. She looked at her with puzzled eyes though the other fae could not see her. She wondered what her voice would sound like if she spoke. She hadn't spoken since she had seen the brutes.. shrieked and scream yes.. but spoken.. no. She guessed that it would be quite raspy. "Yes.." she said her theory proven right. Her voice sounded raspy and unused.

[Ärï]

"Good" Moon said, rising to her paws. "Sounds like you could use some water on that throat of yours." Moon turned and headed toward a small creek hidden in the forest undergrowth.

Zenya woke when Clover spoke. Yawning, the tri-colored fae raised her head. "Well guess it's time to get up" Zenya mumbled, pushing herself up. A bit of moss clung to her fur but Zenya shook it off and looked over at Clover. "Feeling a little bit better? You were a mess last night."

[Sheera]

Clover nodded to Moon then looked to Zenya. She gave a weak smile then spoke again. "Yeah.." she coughed which hurt her ribs. She winced at the pain but then smiled weakly at Zenya. "I feel alot.." she coughed yet again. "....better.. Thank you.." she said and glanced out of the den as if expecting.. them.

[Ärï]

"Don't look so worried" Zenya said easily, grooming Clover's ears. "Whatever was after you can't get past Moon's nose and ears and if they do, I can handle them." Zenya was a fully grown wolf, unlike Clover. Though she was still a fae and there for a bit smaller then a male wolf, Zenya could hold her own. Moon was similar. Though not quite the fighter of a wolf with vision, the younger she-wolf was also strong in her own way.

Moon reappeared carrying a ball of moss that had been dipped in the creek so that Clover could drink. Moving forward so she was a tail-length from them, Moon paused.

"Just put it down Moon, it's close enough" Zenya barked.

Moon nodded and placed the moss near Clover's paws before once more retreating to the den entrance and seating herself so she looked like an ivory statue with misty sapphires for eyes.

[Sheera]

She looked to Moon as she appeared then flickered her gaze to the moss. "But there's two of them.." she muttered. She felt somewhat comfortable though she felt as though the two wolves would burst in. She was 1/4 the size of one of them.. but them together.. she couldn't imagine.. yet it had just happened to her directly.

[Ärï]

"I'm not totally useless" Moon put in, sightless eyes gazing at the back of the den. "Blindness doesn't mean useless. If anything I'll know they're coming before you two. A headstart is one thing that can help us but let's just hope we don't need to make a run for it."

Zenya nodded in agreement with Moon. "Let's not think about that for now" Zenya decided firmly. Her eyes went to Clover from Moon. "Do you have a pack somewhere that you got seperated from?" The pup was young, under a year from Zenya's guess. There had to be somebody taking care of her. Maybe she got seperated from them when she'd been found by the brutes?

[Sheera]

She gazed sadly at Zenya and slowly shook her head. She had noyone. It was true. She lived alone.. a vulnerable to all evils in the land of the rogues.

[Ärï]

Zenya flicked her ears. She had figured as much. The pup didn't smell like the packlands, nor did she smell of a mother or father. Her scent right now was still tainted by the stench of the brutes that had been so cruel. "Well, if you'd like, you can stay with Moon and me or we can take you to one of the packs if you think you'd be safer there" Zenya offered. She remembered Midknight, the pup she'd breifly mothered a few seasons back. She had taken him to a pack but hadn't seen him since. Apparently he had most likely died on the journey. Zenya pushed the thought away and focused on Clove.

[Sheera]

She shook her head. "Not the packs." she looked at Zenya with eyes that she wanted to confirm her wanting to stay with them though she wasn't sure if they did. She waited a growing pain of fire burning in the pair of fangs carved from claw.

[silverpelt12]

((Shall I bring in my extremely large brute to steal her away and knock them unconsis?))

[Sheera]

(LOL.. Sure XD)

[silverpelt12]

Greed's grey pelt was sleek and down, the cut he had from Envy scored across his muzzle. He approched Moon and whacked her in the head and pushed a pressure point to make her unconsis. He did the same to Zenya and approched Clover. His amber eyes glistening.