xx...SAY it R I G H T...xx (Mythic Winters)

[Sivoncé™]

She ran, dirt, grass, debris clinging to her already blood-matted pelt as she went. She was still screaming, or at least she thought she was. She could hear nothing but three names, repeating themselves over and over again in her head. Three names she needed so badly. Three names that were dead, perhaps never to awaken again. Three wolves that she loved, each in different ways, and could scarcely bear to breathe without.
So this is what it means to be insane...
She crash-landed into a tree, splinters poking through her scarres skin and mingling new blood with the stains she's earned from Julian. She fell to the ground, tears welling her her eyes as she stared at the bark of the tree's stump.
Julian....brother....
Vance....lover....
Mythic...sister....
Gone, gone, it's all GONE!
Her vision bgan to blur with sweat and tears, which in turn washed blood and grime into her eyes. She blinked furiously, but it helped only little. There were only three reasons she was still alive now. Three reasons why she kept going.
Rye....brother....
Lilly Pad....sister...
.....pups. Vance's pups. My pups.
Her thoughts were fleeting, and she could barely hold on to those, let alone hold herself upright. She was pregnant, she knew it. It could've been worse. They could've been Julian's. But she was in so much agony now that the idea of something worse didn't even begin to register to her.

[silverpelt12]

Muddy paws ,up to the ankle ,stepped daintily through the dense brush. Grey-blue ocean colored eyes filled with sorrow as she moved with no grace and a limp from her badly-mended leg. She caught sight of a snow-white figure with streaks of every other color from leaves and mud, and also blood. She moved as quietly as possible upwind, her scent floating in the opposite direction. She looked up, her eyes trained on her sister.

The silver-grey femmora'sslowly growing frame approched and stopped behind her sister. "Winter?" she woofed with a certainty, this was her sister, not any other wolf. She stood, all the fur on her bodice bristling.

[Sivoncé™]

No you can't keep doing this, somebody in Twilight has to give a damn! Someone up there has to give me some sort of mercy....

She was laying in such a mangled way that it hurt to move much at all but she forced herself to look at the wolf next to her, her sister. She stared at the figure, unbelieving. "Mythic?" She spoke after a long silence. "I'm sorry we fought so much, but I'm trying to stay alive here, so could you please tell the big guys upstairs to cool it on trying to make me more miserable? You hate me beyond belief, I get it, but coming down from Twilight to say it yourself isn't going to help with anything at all," she murmured, delerious.

[silverpelt12]

"You naive, naive little femme," the silver wolf murmured to herself. Her blue eyes blazed hotly and she woofed at Winter, "Winter, I am not dead," trying to be reasonable though she was very tempted to bite hersister for being so stupid. She let out a tiny snarl and glared at her with sharp eyes, "I don't hate you, even though you gave me a limp after pushing me off that cliff. That is the only thing I remember about the deseise you dumb little femme," she woofed like a mother to her pup who had caused her to worry herself out of her mind.

"My dear Winnie, because of my limp I couldn't get away like you could, or so Rye told me you had." she said with thick implecations as she stiffened her body. When she blinked, she saw the brute's face. She didn't know him, but she saw his face whenever she blinked her eyes, whenever she slept, no matter what, whenever her eyes closed she saw him. Her limp made her unable to get away.

[Sivoncé™]

Winter cringed quite visibly, tucking in closer to the base of the tree. "You pretty much attacked me, Myth," there was no blame in her voice, "I was so young. I didn't know what to do. And now I might've escaped with the right love, but you suffered the consequence I nearly did. And you're alive, at least, I suppose that's better than what happened to...." she swallowed hard. "...what happened to Vance and Julian. "They're gone, Mythic. And you nearly were, too. And it's my fault."