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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Jan 7, 2008 22:31:52 GMT -5
Diablo dragged Night's body into the Yozoran camp, and gently laid her down on the peaty earth. Raising his head, he let out a strong, defeaning howl.
"SOMEBODY GET OUT HERE!"
He had no supplies, only the cobwebs that were already beginning to turn red around Night's torn abdomen.
With only a single life remaining, this wasn't a good sign.
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Post by Sivoncé™ on Jan 7, 2008 22:40:06 GMT -5
Sharpie emerged from the nursery, eyes frantic at the sign of his bleeding alphess. "Tisana's sharing with the Twilight Wolves....Light's passed out," he hesitated for a moment, ten made up his mind. "Diablo, please fetch Tisana from the Eternal Tree. Her pack needs her now, and her alpha is dying," his voice was crisp and sharp, but it was thick with grief and shock. Night had had, what, seven lives? How had this happened....?
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Jan 7, 2008 22:46:24 GMT -5
"She's been raped and paralyzed by assassins," Diablo woofed, shadows over his eyes. "I am only just keeping her alive... If I leave now, Night will be dead by the time we return." He looked down at Night again. "Can you help me into your Healer's den? If I can use Tisana's supplies, I might be able to keep her alive..."
The BloodMist Healer frowned, suddenly unsure if he could keep Night alive or not.
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Post by Sivoncé™ on Jan 7, 2008 22:53:05 GMT -5
Sharpie frowned deeply, then recalled Diablo was once a healer. He nodded and ever so carefully lifter Night. He laid her down on a moss nest in the healer den, then glanced back at Diablo through narrowed eyes. He didn't quite trust the rugged brute.
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Jan 7, 2008 23:00:02 GMT -5
Diablo obviously noticed Sharpie eyeing him, and murmured, "If I'd wanted to harm you, I would've attacked you by now." He padded into the den, searching among the herbs for the correct treatments. "Don't worry-- I'm not killing anyone." Not anyone of this pack, that is he remembered painfully, thoughts drifting to the wolves that he had sworn to kill after they had murdered Lucinda.
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Post by Destiny on Jan 8, 2008 14:55:23 GMT -5
(Mind if I jump in?)
Dark ebony form of a muscular brute was seated near the center of camp.Brute had been hunting earlier.Now he gnawed on the bone from whatever prey he had been eating. With one swift movement his pinkish tounge wiped over his maw.Cleaning the animal's crimson blood from it.Rising, he quickly discarded the remaining bites and bones thar wolves did not normally eat. Discarding them in an out of the way place were such things were put.A strange scent came to his nostrils.The scent of a non pack wolf. Nights scent and the scent of blood was apparent too.Soot glanced around in time too catch a glimpse of Sharpie and a wolf he thought might be Diablo carrying Night into the healer's den.
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Post by Sivoncé™ on Jan 8, 2008 20:03:17 GMT -5
Sharpie nodded silently, and looked upon Night with sorrowful eyes. "Oh dear Lupus please let her live... Night, we need you to pull through this..."
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Post by Destiny on Jan 9, 2008 14:43:47 GMT -5
Soot calmly and silently allowed his paws to dance across the camp until he was closer to the Healer's den.There he paused.Standing several feet away so as not to block the entrance. It would be rather rude to just barge in. Besides, his alphess might want some privacy.On a differant note his mind drifted to his mate, Raven, and there pups.One sooty aud flicked to the side. He thought he heard something in the distance.The sound was gone. Soot shrugged the thought away from his mind's reach.
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Jan 10, 2008 0:07:30 GMT -5
Night didn't answer. In fact, she didn't hear anything. She couldn't move nor speak, and even if she were able to, she probably wouldn't anyway.
Paralyzed? Rape? What a disgrace of an Alphess I've been... I'm living and dying, and what do I have to show for it? Seven lives lost to a couple of hirefangs who snapped my spine and violated my dignity, and a pile of corpses of the wolves I've killed. What do I have to live for? Zolor is dead, and so is my family and friends. What does this pack need me for? No idea...
Maybe Sonofacat and Mephisto did them a favor...
Maybe I should just give up now...
Diablo growled, pressing a solution of powdered herbs against her wounds with cobwebs at hand. "She's not fighting it at all," he muttered crossly. "She's going to die if she does that."
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Post by Destiny on Jan 10, 2008 16:11:27 GMT -5
Soot could'nt help but over here. Night was.. dieing!??!? And Light didn't care if she fought it or not? Maybe he was right though. If the aphess was sick of living, didn't have the will to go on any longer, she shouldn't have too. If she wanted to die. She should be able too. Soot's pelt prickled a bit.
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Post by silverpelt12 on Jan 10, 2008 18:50:12 GMT -5
Flash Dance poked her head out of the den and saw Night and sat by Soot's side, "What happened?" she murmured, "Is Night okay?" the white fae's eyes were focused on the dark alphess.
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Jan 11, 2008 0:09:36 GMT -5
The Healer's eyes darkened as Light spoke, and he inspected the Beta out of the corner of his eye. "You speak so freely of death. Sure, she'll accept it... But for the good of the pack?"
His pupils darted to Night's pelt, faintly breathing. "For the good of your pack, Night," he whispered icily. "If I can do it, so can you. If Shiver can do it, so can you. If all my previous BloodMist brothers could survive, I bet that you can live to fight another day."
And then he did something no other Healer would have done. He took Night's ear in his jaws, and bit down. Hard. So hard, in fact, that blood began dripping from her ear, over Diablo's tongue, and trickling onto the floor.
"Let's see just how much you want to die."
In the back of his mind, he was thinking of her attackers.
Mephisto and Sonofacat... you cowering bastards!
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Post by Sivoncé™ on Jan 11, 2008 13:10:05 GMT -5
Raven and Romeo had been placed in the center of the clearing for their mourners to gather. Robin and Shasta laid at the back of the healer den, still fighting the sickness that had taken their mother and brother. Shasta was breathing strong, pushing onward with all of his might. Robin, however, was scarcely moving at all. One had to squint to see the rise and fall of her chest.
Sharpie lowered his head in grief. His alphess was dying in front of his paws and he couldn't save her. He felt as if he'd disgraced her in some way. He'd failed her.
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Post by Destiny on Jan 11, 2008 16:39:33 GMT -5
Soot didn't even hear Flash Dance. Solemly he rose and padded across the clearing too the bodies of his beloved mate and son. He lay next to her cold form. Burying his face in her pelt he inhaled her delicious scent. The scent of sickness was strong too. But he blocked it out. The tears that had been hiding beneath his eyes now soaked his fur. As well as hers.
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Jan 11, 2008 18:49:42 GMT -5
Diablo paused, and slowly pulled away from Night's ear to look at Light. "I admire your interests, but I perfer my own methods... and I perfer to hear the words from Night herself..."
He returned to Night's ear, digging his fangs into the flesh.
"Come on, Night," he muttered. "I was like you, and I'm not dead. So pull through... show me your decision."
He bit harder.
"I can bite on more than just ears."
Night flinched in her unconsciousness. None of my pack wishes me to live... But she felt a pain in her ear. It kept her from slipping away.
I must've been...
"...a horrible alphess..." she whispered aloud, blood on her maw.
Diablo-- still not trusting her stability enough to release her-- growled in satisfaction. "At last, ,voices."
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"My name is Percy Jackson, and I am INVINCIBLE!!"
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