*My* O N L Y {One} [Vance/Winter]

[Sheera]

Vance's claw unlatched from his brother's lifeless body, head bowed, ears back. He glanced at Winter, eyes only moving. He shook his head, trembling, knees weak, until they gave in and he lay trembling, his head on his brother's bloody throat. He cried silently, asking the gods why it was him whom had to do this dirty deed.
"I did it for love." he spoke his thoughts, as though having not heard Winter's question.
He shook lifted his head, blood smeared, he gasped, snapping back, eyes closed as he began to answer Winter's question.
"--and brother will maim brother, until brother's death, one brother gone another to go."
He maimed me, until his death, I killed him, there were two brothers and now there is one more to go. I have another brother, yet I have no idea where he is.
Vance glanced down at his twisted paw, skin ripped, bones broken and shattered, blood oozing.
"--and brother will remain maimed for his own lifetime."

[Sivoncé™]

Winter began to back away, almost as scared as when Julian had been there. What if it really wasn't Julian? What if it was some....spectral wraith that possessed him? And now it was in Vance? What else could explain his strange behavior? "Vance...." she murmured, still backing away. "...you're scaring me...." she warned him , now out of the water and prepared to sprint away if that proved the path she needed to take.

[Sheera]

Vance shook his head, eyes closed. He opened his mouth to speak, and out came comforting words.
"Don't worry, the visions are over, until brother meets brother once again."
He turned away from the female, and sprinted away, waddling as his maimed paw slowed him down. He didn't dwell on the hot blade that seemed to slice through his whole body, he kept his eyes ahead, heading towards nowhere, until he disappeared.

[Sivoncé™]

Winter watched him leave, feeling nothing at all but numb realization for the first few minutes. Realization that her family had fallen apart. Realization that her pack had fallen apart. Realization that her love was gone, perhaps never to return. And realization that everything she ever was, everything that had ever meant anything to her at all was blasted into oblivion. She stood there, a light breeze blowing a warm spray into her face, and she was nothing but calm.
For those first few minutes...
And then she broke.
She collasped, falling to her knees, wailing in absolute agony. She was on fire, entrials alight and burning, heart going up in ashes, mind completely contorted in the most poignant pain that existed. Her lover was gone, but it was more than that. He seemed....dead.
And she knew he may never come back. And that only made the furnace burn hotter.
Hotter. Hotter. Hotter...
until she was literally screaming his name into the stale air. She rose to her paws, shaking and bloodied, and ran from the forest. Seeking the one wolf who she needed now. Seeking her sister. Seeking Mythic.