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Post by Sivoncé™ on Apr 25, 2008 7:09:38 GMT -5
The camp was silent.
It was eerie, almost ethereal as a thin, cool drizzle of rain fell from the storm clouds. Dagmar padded on through the camp, clearing a path through the thick mist and fog that had settled in. What was happening? Why was everything so silent...where was everyone?
A ringing suddenly started in her ears and echoed off every surface she moved past. She shook her head, but could not rid herself of it...it was almost as if something very large was snapping...something was breaking.
She was nearing Sabela's den now. She called out to the alphess, but her voice was weak and inaudible.
Suddenly, a blur flashed passed and landed on the ledge above Sabela's den.
"Philostrate...what are you doing?" Dagmar called in shock at her mate.
"Greet Twilight for me, fae!" He snarled. He leaped upward once again, and the ledge crashed down over his lover's head.
With a startled scream, it smashed down on Dagmar.
"NO! SABELA! ANYONE! HELP ME!" She screamed, and her mate only laughed at her pain. Her legs had been slammed to oblivion, and her chest was barely taking in air. Luckily for Dagmar, no rocks had impacted upon her head. However, she was stuck under the debris, and there was no getting out of it.
"HELP!" She screamed again.
Philostrate coughed wretchedly, foaming white on his maw. "BROTHERS! RISE AGAINS THE TYRANNY!"
And the sick, infested wolves rose to his call...
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Post by Sheera on Apr 25, 2008 16:13:14 GMT -5
Sabela leaped out of her den landing next to the fallen ledge.
"DAGMAR!!" she screeched as she scraped her claws over the rock, removing debris and grit.
"It's okay, I'll get you out from there!" she screamed. She pushed rock away with her pads, but there was a large piece, the main piece from the ledge.
Very, very heavy... she thought as she pushed hard with her bulky, muscular body.
Help me Golden Wolf... she prayed as she pushed harder and the ledge started to move, very slowly.
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Post by Sivoncé™ on Apr 25, 2008 16:19:49 GMT -5
Nightshade appeared as a purple blur, weaving her way through the thick fight towards the rock ledge. She aided Sabela in shifting the rocks, and together, they began to make more progress.
Philostrate snarled, then lunged at Sabela. With teeth bared, he sunk them into her neck.
Ralph aided Philostrate in keeping Sabela's claws at bay, so the other rabid wolf could take a life from the leader.
Nightshade stopped, snarling at Ralph. She leaped at her insane packmate, keeping him away from Sabela. However, she could do nothing about Philorstrate while battling Ralph. The elderly wolf's fangs were still ripping through Sabela's throat.
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Post by Sheera on Apr 25, 2008 16:34:39 GMT -5
Sabela yipped a snarl-yelp and anxiously tried to claw at her attacker. Her throat was now bleeding heavily onto the rabid wolf's maw. Flesh followed as he ripped and seperated it from within her.
Finally, she found what she needed. She stretched her claws out to their fullest length and stabbed them deep into Philostrate's throat.
No one's gonna hurt you, darling... it hurt her deeply to hurt her pack, to have to kill a packmate.
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Post by silverpelt12 on Apr 25, 2008 16:41:51 GMT -5
Rebenoir heard the comotion and saw the pile of debris and a paw. He sprinted over and pushed large amounts. He watched the other brujo. He made sure to watch over the alphess aswell.
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Post by Sivoncé™ on Apr 25, 2008 16:49:30 GMT -5
Nightshade and Ralph continued to battle fiercely. Ralph smashed Nightshade's head against the rocks, causing it to bleed. In return, Nightshade managed to render his back legs useless.
Philostrate howled in agonsy as his victim turned into his murderer. As the last life drained from him, he collapsed on top of Sabela, fangs embedded into her throat once more in his dying position.
{Mist has nine, and Sabela has twelve. Of course I'm not taking multiple lives here, but we SHOULD get them a little closer, so how about it? XD }
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Post by Sheera on Apr 25, 2008 16:55:49 GMT -5
Sabela was taken down her legs buckled, and her large, mucular body landed heavily on jutting rocks. They pierced through her ribs, allowing it to bleed heavily.
Too much... blood--loss... she whimpered quietly in her mind making a feeble attempt to stay alive. Soon the bloodloss was too much, her heart halted, her breathing came to a choking stop, and she disapeared...
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Post by Sivoncé™ on Apr 25, 2008 17:02:51 GMT -5
Philostrate's corpse eventually rolled off of Sabela, but the damage was done.
Nightshade threw her oppenent off and rushed to her alphess's side. "SABELA!" She howled.
Mystic and Freya joined in fighting against the rabid attackers.
Arkantos dashed to his mother's side, and finished moving the debris off of her. Relieved that she wasn't terribly harmed, he aided her back to the safer parts of camp...if there was any safe part of camp...
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Post by Sheera on Apr 25, 2008 19:26:23 GMT -5
Sabela's throat poured even as her soul and spirit was risen up to Twilight. Her heart beat had stopped completely, and it was up to the remaining strength in her fighting soul, to decide how many lives this leader would lose. She was now in Twilight. [shouldn't we have a threead where the dying wolves go?]
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Post by Sivoncé™ on Apr 25, 2008 19:30:16 GMT -5
(Sure...do you mind starting it? I'll have Siv visit Sabela  ) Nightshade was ripped was attacked once more by Ralph, but she turned and flipped him off of her, and with tears rolling steadily from her violet eyes, and she took the life of the wolf beneath her. "I-I'm sorry, Ralph," She whispered, nearly collapsing in the internal agony of their predicament. "I'm so, so, so sorry..." |
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Post by Sheera on Apr 25, 2008 19:49:44 GMT -5
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Post by Sivoncé™ on Apr 25, 2008 19:53:42 GMT -5
{Okies}
Mystic fled after her mother, but the three were soon cornered by the rabid mass.
With teeth bared, Nightshade and Mystic plunged forward. The twosome fought side by side, taking down one wolf after another. When will this ever end?! Where did the Siverian Pack go?!
Arkantos and Oranos battled rouch and fierce, all signs of their former bonds dissolved. This was not the brother her knew, an Arkantos knew it would only cause his brother more pain if he stayed alive...
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Post by Sheera on Apr 25, 2008 21:23:13 GMT -5
Sabela's form stirred gently, until the leader opened her eyes and pushed herself feebly to her feet. She glanced around feeling woozy and dizzy. "Uh, er." sputtered from her mouth. Her bloodloss made her feel somewhat odd and alone in a camp full of attackers. She scampered towards the fallen ledge and continued to push the ledge off, it was almost off. She couldn't hear anything around her, her eyes were unfocused.
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Post by Sivoncé™ on Apr 25, 2008 22:41:30 GMT -5
{Dagmar already got out...}
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Post by Sheera on Apr 25, 2008 23:08:06 GMT -5
[Who knew... *shrug* but shes half insane so let her push the giant boulder around XP]
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