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Post by Sivoncé™ on May 28, 2009 17:55:39 GMT -5
Fireflight gave chase for a few feet, then came to a halt as she joined Euphrates. The last of the Hellfirians were gone, but her foe's last words, cast over her shoulder, left a lingering sting. She looked to Euphrates, studying him quietly. His mother? His mother had died a long time ago, a vicious monster of Blood Mist.... They can't be Blood Mist wolves! Blood Mist is dead... But privately, she had her doubts. There had been much of the battle the Destinians had missed, and there was a dark undercurrent about it that left her with a shiver down her spine. How could they come back from the dead? I'll have to ask him about it when we get back to camp..."Come, Destinians -- it's time we've returned to our home. There's much to discuss." We're in bad need of a Moonless Meeting....((Siverians = go to meeting thread in camp. Sheerans = Yago's probably gonna have a meeting soon, so go poke around Destinians = Open Fireflight thread in her den, go speak with her there  Yozorans = Pernille's probably gonna call a meeting, too Hellfirians = there's a thread in the loner lands called "Remember, Panic is two letters from picnic" -- a fun thread for evil dudes These aren't like, orders or anything, but they're probably important and enjoyable threads  Start up some open threads, too! Let's have fun plotting/subplotting ;D )) |
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Post by SaveAWolfxSaveALife on May 28, 2009 18:49:14 GMT -5
And the same sound of what she had heard when she met Eurasia choked her ears. Her pawsteps stopped and jerked her body at the sudden stop, leaving hre to grunt with resistance. "Unh.." Eurasia knew it was Featherswift, the same lonely howl which she had heard that night when Moonset revealed her secret. Featherswift was pretty much the only one who knew, and her only friend. Her eyes wattered, but didn't let any tears fall. She wasn't going to let a simple wolf stop her from leaving before a wolf tore her fur off. But her natural instincts and heart made her paws turn around, one step at a time, her eyes locked on the path ahead. And there she was, looking at a mournful figure with its nose in the air, howling to the night sky in grief. One pawstep at a time, and she was there, next to Featherswift, her eyes sad and caring. Soundlessly, and not another word was thought, she pressed her muzzle into Featherswift's chest fur. Tears fell now, her eyes closed in what could have been of their friendship. "I'm sorry I let you down, Featherswift." She whispered, letting the few memories of that one night when her best friend had been there for her, and she hadn't. The last few words were only a hoarse, dry breath.
"Goodbye, friend..." And Eurasia walked away, sobbing with the thought of how she let her whole Pack down. At least no one but Featherswift knows my secret... she thought.
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Post by nighty! on May 28, 2009 23:19:46 GMT -5
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[/font]illy turned to the wolf that asked her a queston, the same question that Meg asked. "Yes, we go home and descuss things," She replied. It was pretty much the same answer that she gave to Meg. "I'll be grabbing the bodies right, don't bother waiting for me, just meet me at the camp and tell Rhain that I'll be there after I get the bodies out of the way." She commanded Featherswift. She ran off. The Herb Healer neophyte got back to the battle ground, or it wasn't much anymore because almost all the wolves left. She grabbed the nearest one, the Yozoran, who was it again? Sasika? Saskia? One of them. She died. Lilly Pad dragged the dead body toward the territories and dropped off the body because she needs to get the rest of them without getting wolfnapped. Then one by one she grabs the bodies to the camp she goes.[/color][/size][/blockquote] |
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Post by ♫Flisk♫ on May 29, 2009 16:18:06 GMT -5
Raffa turned quickly as he heard Trianna shout for help. Now who was her father? If he could kill Trianna's father, he would have her all to himself to bring to the dictator and kill. He pelted through the forest, blood burning his eyes. As he blinked, he crashed into a tree and slowly hurtled forward in a somersault motion. When he came back up he was bruised and limping more, but still going. The evil dictator gaurdian searched the ground for Trianna's father but saw nothing. With a curse, he kicked up dirt and spotted a wolf. His name was Flisk, Raffa believed. With a final burst of energy, Raffa hurtled into Flisk and knocked him out. He then proceeded to throw him onto a random Hellfiran wolf. The wolf ran into the darkness, Flisk being carried away, captured. Raffa pelted away, happy with himself. ((I wanted Fliskerz to be captured at the last minute so I hope this is okay  )) Flisk heard Trianna's call, but was being trampled by other wolves. He had tripped over a rock and fighting wolves had already stepped on his shoulders and back and tail and muzzle and all the other places he could imagine. Finally he stood, swaying. "Trianna! TRIANNA! TRIA-OOPH!" The wind knocked out of him, Flisk felt blackness come and felt himself being thrown onto a wolf. His conciousness faded slowly. Melina watched the wolf speak, eyes not widening at all. She blinked through the blood in her eyes and watched as the Destinians left. It was her turn to command...but how could she if the other wolves didn't know she was alphess? With a sigh, she howled loudly. "SIVERIANS! Back to camp! Just GO!" With that, the alphess pelted back to her own camp, limping and bleeding. |
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Post by SaveAWolfxSaveALife on May 29, 2009 17:31:47 GMT -5
Gade sighed at the thought of having to leave already, at least it seemed like every Pack was going to go. He never did fight, but stood there frozen like a coward. Without a bruise or even a scratch to come home with, he walked home, galncing at the other wolves whom lay injured and broken. I guess I came too late. What will the others say, seeing me perfectly fine?
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Post by featherswift on May 30, 2009 17:43:08 GMT -5
As Eurasia said goodbye to her, Featherswift noticed tears on her friends muzzle. Her ears laid flat, sadly, as she watched Eurasia go. Tears streamed down her muzzle too, now. Featherswift felt alone, empty. "What had Eurasia done that was so bad that she had to leave?," she thought, watching her leave for the terras. Featherswift saw the last peice of fur leave from sight, her friend gone. The fumes of the clearing were clearing as she heard Lilypad's instructions to her. It felt nothing, but everything. She sat in the blood spilled. Her copper coat staining for now. The alpha or high in command would order Sheerans out. She would follow, for now her heart remained in the pack. Though some of it felt as if it were torn out and walking the terras with her friend.
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Post by SaveAWolfxSaveALife on Jun 1, 2009 9:22:13 GMT -5
And her last Goodbye had been made. The locking grip between them that was simply made out of friendship had been torn into pieces violently. Every pawstep hurt and ached, her mind "uhn"-ing with every inch she walked away. Her tears were raining down, and she sobbed helplessly. She was crying now, sure that anyone could hear, a worthless and pitiful sob. Breatheing irregularly, Eurasia started to run, broken and crying, her chokes and tears filling the air with her wails of grief. Her whole life distroyed, not just leaving her best friend, was making her miserable. She was being choked with grief by the thought of leaving her new job, her Packs, the best life that could've been, but was thrown away by her own stupid mistake. She was in a run now, emotionally distroyed, stumbling over twigs and rocks, skirting every tuff of grass in her way, looking ahead and not back. Her eyes were exploding with tears, the wind piercing her eardrums, her pawsteps advancing in speed. Her long fur blew, and she ran and ran, getting further away from what she had left behind. Her friend, her mistakes, and what could have been of a perfect life. She ran with fear, skirting another branch, and she ran with sadness. And the winds kept taking her on and on, knowing what she left behind she could not return to. Her heart was still pounding, her feet drumming on the earth, her chokes and cries wailing, her tears raining, and finally...
With tears still running down her long face, thinking of the grief and hurt she felt from her last goodbye with what was her only friend, Eurasia had left the Sheeran territories, and was now in the loner lands. So she let her body collapse with a sigh, and she closed her eyes still sobbing with little grunts and huffs, breathing hard, and Eurasia fell into deep sleep, the last crystal tear crusting along her cheek fur.
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Post by featherswift on Jun 1, 2009 16:09:59 GMT -5
Featherswift started to walk towards camp. She wanted to get to the bottom of what had happened and what she had not understood. Her ears swiveled as she heard something in pain, silently on the breeze then it went away just as it had come. Her alpha would explain what had happened. Her alpha's name was....Yago? She shook her head. It didn't matter right now. She would ask the same question to any wolf who would answer. Her paw steps took her away from the clearing, echoing in the lonely woods. She was almost in camp and her tears had dried. Nothing, but determination was left. Finally, she was in the Sheeran camp.
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