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Post by Sheera on Sept 1, 2008 22:03:46 GMT -5
Sabela listened, taking in the details small and large. "Shiva, I've heard that name before... it seems so familair..." she mused, she paused listening to the question, and thinking about the answer, "Let's see.. I had one two..." her voice turned into a muse as she looked back on her deaths, "Eight. No I just lost one... Seven." She finally said, she smiled apologetically, and perked her ears ready to take in any information if she needed to. Her crippled body was an awful sight, she knew it was even though she had not yet looked at it, she hoped not to. She dared to flashed a glance back toward her crippled half-body, and she gasped in discust and astonishment... suddenly it seemed more pain flared into her back legs and back than ever before.
((I have a twist, twist;; can she give her lives and fix everything but a small limp? It will be kind of mysterious... and she won't tell anyone... and somehow the Yozorans know they cannot tell and maybe Iver or some other high rank questions their loyalty after being absent... maybe out of anger or paranoia that they are working with the Hellfirian wolves... its just a thought *shrug*))
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Post by Sivoncé™ on Sept 2, 2008 19:19:33 GMT -5
(( Olive, Saskia, Crow, and Lyell have been around for quite a long time ;; they would probably be least likely to do something like that =\. The patrol could tell the Yozorans, and the Yozorans could be really desperate for territory or something and try and steal some of Siverian territory....? And yes ;; the healing shouldn't completely cure Sabela...hm))
Mira nodded. "Three more lived then, Sabela, when you wake. For now, all you must do is let yourself drift to sleep...and I shall do the rest," the mountain healer woofed softly. "The Eternal Tree is the safest place from now until something can be done about these....wraiths. Unfortunately, very few are granted access to this place. Remember it in the highest points of need," She murmured, then leaned against the root cave wall, awaiting the time when she would begin Sabela's healing. Anywhere else, Mira wouldn't be able to complete the process. Luckily, Sabela hadn't been far from the connection with the Twilight Realm. I guess we could call that a blessing....though it might as well not have happened at all.
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Post by Sheera on Sept 2, 2008 20:21:47 GMT -5
Sabela nodded and began her effort to drag her mangled body into the cave. She caught a grip in the ground and was able to pull herself forward a couple inches, her useless hind dragging along. She did this several times, maybe six or seven, until her fangs were able to sink into the tree and thrust half her body into the cave. She slid a few inches after falling halfway in, then wriggled her forbody traveling the extra half-foot. She was in, and she was exhausted, hardly able to twitch an ear, her eyes fell as though they were trees themselves and she was asleep within minutes, into her healing process.
((True, true;; their disappearance would just be flicked away like a fly most likely... plus everyone would be so preoccupied anyway. I'll take up the territory hunger with Destiny =] And yeah, Sabela should have something that marks her crippled pastime... a limp, a scar, an unexplainable twisted foot... something like that =3))
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Post by Njack on Sept 2, 2008 22:33:16 GMT -5
(Something strange I just realized: Well, Ligua hasn't been around for a long time like the others e.e. Also, he has a sister in the Siverian Pack that I completely forgot about.  *rubs hands together*) |
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Post by Sheera on Sept 3, 2008 13:39:27 GMT -5
((Ha, that shoudl trigger some muse! ^-^))
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Post by Sivoncé™ on Sept 7, 2008 12:40:29 GMT -5
Sighing softly, the healer began her work. It really wasn't much to see or hear, not that anyone would or even could. The invisible barrier between the Eternal Tree and the rest of the world was safe in place as always, and no wolf even close to the tree would see the goings-on inside. No wolf would overhear. She did not breathe in air, no, not just yet. She murmured the words from her homeland softly, a slight difference from the valley wolves' spell, but the same meaning was accepted. "Ajaa ainoa elinikäinen jotta paitsi toiset. Paitsi nyt kuluva esimiehyys joten hän toukokuu lyijyinen heidät. Ainoa enemmän kierteittää kotona peite -lta elinikäinen on kudottu ardor kohta. Joten lyijyinen hän ehtoa , parantaa ainoastaan lakkauttaa jotta lopettaminen." She moved so she was over Sabela, inhaling over the alphess' muzzle, the turning towards her injuries, and taking the breath of life she'd inhaled from Sabela to cast over her mangled bones. The lights of the aurora materialized over the body of Sabela, dancing and moving across the bones in a silent fashion. Mira looked to them as they twirled, and once more inhaled Sabela's exhale. She cast it over her legs once more, then murmured the second verse, "Toinen jotta ajaa polveutua esimiehyys ajaksi häntä usea. usea jälkisäädös olla valodiodi luona häntä aikoinaan enemmän. Ainoastaan jouset polveutua häntä taivas aari olemassaolo jono ardor kohta. Hän jälkisäädös ehdottaa edistää , ainoastaan jälkisäädös koetella lakkauttaa jotta huopa -lta mennä pilveen ja taivas ja kehiä ja ihonväri edellä häntä koska he lakkauttaa kotona jotta tervehtiä häntä." The colors sashayed and shifted quicker now, glowing brighter and more vibrant, The third was slightly more difficult. She took the air from Sabela, then turned her on her side. She exhaled over the many bumps and ruts of her spine, then declared in a soft whisper, "Aikoinaan enemmän jotta ajaa polveutua esimiehyys. Jotta haluta ajaksi häntä veljet hän ehtoa aikoinaan parantaa. Häntä tilkkutyö on lähes paikka jotta häntäpää , ainoastaan hän jälkisäädös olla voitolla hiljentää." Then, she took one last breath from Sabela. The colors had faded from her legs and were now moving up and down the Siverian's spine. As she blew out the breath, she sang gently, "Ajaa jotta parantaa erottaa kotona rihma , ainoa aikoinaan enemmän. Hän has kolme jäljelle jotta häntäpää model after häntä oma ehdot. Model after häntä oma ehdot , hän on parantaa ja hän jälkisäädös olla turmio -lta nyt kuluva paraneminen." Mira's spirit faded from the depths of the tree, the colors fading with her. When Sabela would wake, she would be left with only three lives....but these lives would allow her to lead her pack once more. But nothing happens without any repurcussions. (It's Finnish, btw  First = Take on life to save another. Let the leader live to lead them. One more thread in the quilt of life is woven into place. She is healed but all the more closer to completion. Second = Another to take from the leader for her many. The many will be led by her once more. But the strings from her sky lives are being strung into place. She will move forward, but will feel closer to the blankets of cloud and sky and wind and color above her as they close in to greet her. Third = Once more to take from the leader. To care for her brethen she shall once healed. Her patchwork is nearly patched to the end, but she will prevail still. Fourth = Take to heal the break in the threads, only once more. She has three left to end on her own terms. On her own terms, she is healed and she will be the undoing of this healing. ) |
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Post by Sheera on Sept 7, 2008 12:58:34 GMT -5
(Wow-- what language is that? (other than Mira's homeland))
Mumbles were hardly heard from the sleeping femora.
"Ainoastaan jouset polveutua häntä taivas aari olemassaolo jono ardor kohta... Ainoa enemmän kierteittää kotona peite -lta elinikäinen on kudottu ardor kohta..."
Soon, after several moments she began to stir, as her eyes began to open. She was a bit confused about why she was in the Eternal Tree, but it all jumped back to her in one large slash of pain. She was a little afraid to look back at her legs, but despite her fears her head slowly turned towards her should-be crippled legs. She almost gasped; all that was left that was proof was a single half-tail long scar along her spine staring closest to the dock of her tail, and eanding only half a tail later.
She felt only soreness, no pain, she felt as if the tree falling upon her back was only a terrible terrible dream, and all that left proof of that was the scar.
She slowly pushed herself to a stand, testing her back paws, and discovering more proof of the accident: her left back paw was not as supportive as the rest; it was slightly twisted in, but the twist was not seeable. As she took a few steps forward, she found herself favoring her other three legs instead.
You knew it wouldn't heal one hundred percent... she said to herself.
She sat and stretched her muzzle upward, "Thank you Mira," her voice was but a mere whisper, but it was a sincere relieved whisper.
She sat in silence for quite a while, until her head slowly lowered, and she padded out of the tree, the limp hardly noticable, but seeable.
She headed home at a quick pace, celebrating her returned ability.
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Post by Sivoncé™ on Sept 7, 2008 14:56:35 GMT -5
(It's Finnish, btw First = Take on life to save another. Let the leader live to lead them. One more thread in the quilt of life is woven into place. She is healed but all the more closer to completion. Second = Another to take from the leader for her many. The many will be led by her once more. But the strings from her sky lives are being strung into place. She will move forward, but will feel closer to the blankets of cloud and sky and wind and color above her as they close in to greet her. Third = Once more to take from the leader. To care for her brethen she shall once healed. Her patchwork is nearly patched to the end, but she will prevail still. Fourth = Take to heal the break in the threads, only once more. She has three left to end on her own terms. On her own terms, she is healed and she will be the undoing of this healing. ) (Finnish, as in the country Finland in Scandinavia I used a translator seeing as I don't know anyone who could teach me Finnish -- even though I would love to learn it. It's supposedly a very difficult language to learn, too, but French is supposed to be hard, too, and I find that pretty easy XD ) |
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Post by Sheera on Sept 7, 2008 19:04:04 GMT -5
((OH-- I thought you were saying 'Its Finished' and just had a typo! Sorry =P yeah French is pretty easy to learn the first thing I learned was 'Parlez vous Anglais?' meaning 'Do you speak English?' =P))
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Post by Sivoncé™ on Sept 7, 2008 19:12:24 GMT -5
(=] you could also say Vous parlez anglais, or if you're talking informal, Tu parles anglais? OR Parles-tu anglais? =D OR-- yeah, there's a buncha ways you could say that....anyways, French just kinda clicked with me -- I loves it! *hugs French* Woah...I just hugged a language 0_o )
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Post by Sheera on Sept 8, 2008 21:03:51 GMT -5
(*hugs french fries, french toast, french bread, french kisses, and croissants* I just hugged alot of food and a kiss =P
Yeah, I love French;; my signiture good morning is : Pardon my French but ami de bonjour!
=P ^^ )
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*rubs hands together*)
