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- Leroy - 05-25-2009 [html]
[/html] - Svara Thames - 05-25-2009 [html] "Svara...." "Yes daddy?" "no matter what happens, your always my little girl." Pain. It was all the she wolf could feel. It raced up her spine, and legs. It bit at her face and back. While it burned her groin and abdamon. She was afraid to move and make it worse. Her head was pounding making it hard to think about anything. What had happened to her? It felt like something had ripped her apart, but she didn't know why. Vibrant blue eyes flashed in her memory and she coiled into herself. The demon had almost killed her, he had ripped at her body. Why he had done it she wasn't sure, she didn't remember. The smell of her own blood was sickening and making the urge to vomit become almost unbarable. Would she lie here until she died? The idea didn't sit well with her, it actually made her heart race faster in fear. She tried to think why she was so afraid to die, but she couldn't even remember who she was. Groaning from the pain she was feeling she didn't do anything to open her eyes or find out the damage. What was wrong with dieing? Wouldn't it be an end to this pain? Even as she thought about it her body became restless and her heart beat faster. Something in her said she needed to calm her heart down, or she would bleed out faster then she already was. The sound of someone approaching made her body tense. Was it a scavanger? Would the approacher kill her? Keeping still due to the pain that kept her from thinking she was surprised when gentle hands lifted her into their lap and soft words were spoken on a shudder. Svara? Who was Svara? Common sense said it had to be her, because the person holding her said it with bitter sweet agony over her broken body. So her name was Svara. It only cause more panic and horror to form. She didn't know anything, except her name. Not even the stranger holding her. After his desprate howl, she opened her eyes.
Looking up at the black and white dog her heart skipped a beat. He was handsome, but not familiar. Who are you?" The she wolf said in a husky voice that was strange to her ears. At this point she was so dizzy and tired she was sure it mattered who he was. As long as he didn't let her die. Leaning her head against a hard chest and soft fur she rejoiced in the males smell. It was so much better then the rustic aroma of her blood. Closing her yellow eyes she held onto consciousness refusing to passout. "Who am I?" Svara whispered. - Leroy - 05-26-2009 [html]
[/html] - Jacquez Trouillefou - 05-26-2009 [html]
- Firefly Sadira - 05-26-2009 Firefly had been sitting out on a bluff far down the shattered coast when she'd caught the desperate plea of Leroy's call. She'd never heard Leroy sound so upset and she didn't like the sound she'd heard. The fiery girl growled to herself as she dashed off the bluff and sped off towards the sound of his voice. The metallic tinge of blood on the wind and Svara's scent made her falter in her steps as she came upon the sight of Leroy and Jacquez trying their best to save the girl. Firefly herself knew that she was little help but she knew someone who was better than she was, not a real healer persay, but he'd learned what was needed. She tilted her head back and let out a fierce cry for someone she hadn't spoken with in a long while. She knew he would come, she just didn't know how long it would take for him to appear. She had been wearing a plain and simple white cotton dress with a shawl around the waist and before she'd even come to a stop where Leroy was she was ripping the hem of the dress out into long strips to try and stop the bleeding. The wounds were vast and she didn't even know where to start. Crashing to the ground at Leroy's knees she growled to Svara. "You're not going to die.. I wouldn't let you last time and I'm not this time." She'd already begun to tightly bind one of the deep lacerations as she threw a few more of the strips she'd shredded from her dress to Jacquez. She had barely heard the words of the male as she'd come upon the scene but now as she knelt beside the weakening form of her friend she could tell just who their enemy had been. Fury made her hands shake as tears came to her eyes. Svara was nowhere near Dahlia de Mai, Haku had no right. "It was.. my mate." she said, the words bitter on her tongue, though the male was no longer her mate there was really no other word she could think of to point the finger of blame at. She bared her fangs, the anger at the male coursing through her blood. If Svara didn't need help right here and now she would have already been gone. - DaVinci 'Dait Nasphri - 05-26-2009 DaVinci had been hanging out alone near the edge of Halifax, he'd taken to carrying the medical kit that Naniko had made for the pack in his knapsack. He'd spent the past few weeks trying to make duplicates of the kit for other packmembers or at least to keep stationed across the pack lands. He'd just finished putting the finishing touches on one of the spare packs when he heard the call from Firefly. His sister had always been very independent and never went out of her way to find him, she always preferred to seemingly stumble across him, if she really wanted to see him. The sound of her voice bothered the male and instead of ignoring her he threw the second kit in his sack and hurried off to find out what in the hell was going on. It took him longer than he wished to figure out where the girl's call had come from but as he'd swiftly made his way across the lands he was beginning to wander if the first distress call had anything to do with his sibling wanting him wherever she was. Upon reaching the sandy shore the scent of blood caught his attention and he gave up looking for Firefly and concentrated instead on the blood scent on the air. Quickening his pace the silvery grey male moved in on the gathering, seeing his sister and another he knew who was a blast from the past. Ignoring the fact that there was someone he hadn't expected to see standing there before him he dropped his knapsack to the sands as he asked. "What the hell happened.." He didn't like the looks of what was before him but he had an idea that if they didn't start moving quickly she wasn't going to be making it to see the next sunrise. - Svara Thames - 05-26-2009 [html] Her heart wasn't beating as fast anymore. She has slowed her breathing down as best she could. Even if she didn't know who she was, it didn't mean she didn't know what was wrong. Swarms of information was filling her head. Don't let the blood flow to one region, tie off the worst of the wounds. When she opened her eyes again slightly she noticed she could only see out of one eye. Her eyes didn't hurt, which led her to believe that she had gained the scar another time. The smell of the male was comforting and making the pain more bareable. The strange smelt like hot cinnomon, her favorite scent, as lest she was pretty sure it was. The husky was talking telling her who he was, she listened best she could past the thundering of her blood in her ears. Leroy. The name didn't spark any memories or make her realize who he was any more then she had before. At the moment she didn't mind as long as he stopped crying so the scent of his salty tears would go away and his hot cinnomon scent was all that lingered. S-stop c-crying leroy." She manage to mumbled out, turning her tired head back into his hard chest and soft fur.
The apperance of another male made her heart start to beat faster again. He spoke to fast for her to understand, and a harshness seemed to linger in his voice. She flinched away farther into the husky male's chest, hoping to be left alone. More voices, more calls. Then strange hands touched her and those blue eyes flashed behind her eyelids. The she wolfs maw opened and a scream of pure terror and pain broke free. Terror consumed her and she tried despratly to receed from the hands of the strangers, only the one males touch didn't burn. The demon with blue eyes was above her he was pounding into her, nothing but pain, that was all she could feel. She hadn't screamed then, she knew that, but she screamed now. A blood curtling noise ripping through the surrounding area. Clutching the warm hot cinnomon smelling male she gripped onto life and prayed the demon would stop. "w-who am I?" She sobbed into the strangers fur. - Haven Aatte - 05-27-2009 [html] http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa22 ... table8.png); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat;"> It was a pleasant day and Haven was seated against a tree a good ways from where the beach started. His guitar sat in his lap and his fingers moved along the strings, forming a melody that floated softly through the air. While he had followed Jacquez back to the beach, he had opted to not occupy the house with the rest of them. For one it was crowded and secondly he didn't want to face anymore of the red female's poison-tipped tongue. He was doing better than he had been for over a month, but still, he didn't desire such company as that. Eventually he would have to suck it up and face her, but for now he was more content to steer clear of her. He actually hadn't seen anyone else since coming here, but it hadn't been long. Though a sudden pained call broke the peaceful air and the boy's hair stood on end. He didn't recognize the voice, but with the proximity it was a good guess that something had happened to one of the group. Quickly he got to his feet and slung the guitar so it rested on his back and took off in the direction of the distress call. His heart pounded in his ears as he ran. He hoped nothing had happened to Ruri. With how rocky the shore could be it wouldn't be hard for her to lose her way and footing and hurt herself. He had been farther away than he had thought and by the time others came into sight many had already come. Though the sight that greeted his jade eyes was worse than he could have imagined. The scent of the red she wolf's blood hung in the air like a fog, making him want to choke. Her lifeblood was everywhere, her tail was mutilated, and perhaps most disturbing was the fur that had been torn from her back to spell out the word "whore". Haven stomach churned and his hands balled into fists. He hadn't like the girl, but he never would have wished something like this on her. This was unbelievably brutal. The screams of terror that ripped from her throat made him wince. He set his guitar in the sand and went to join the rest, though kept some distance. "What can I do?" His voice was somber and low. - Leroy - 05-27-2009 [html]
[/html] - Jacquez Trouillefou - 05-27-2009 [html]
- Ruri Aceline - 05-28-2009 [html] http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v295/ ... 5/ruri.jpg); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat;"> Sorry for the lateness of this post...let's just attribute it to Ruri's slowness because she can't get very far very fast without help.
- Firefly Sadira - 05-28-2009 DaVinci had showed up and asked just what happened and Firefly snarled, her temper was at it's worse as the anger boiled her blood. She flashed her emerald orbs at her brother as she spat. "Shut up DaVi and just help damn it!" It wasn't normal for the girl to freak out so horribly but this was even worse than the damage the bear had done. She had ripped most of the fabric from the bottom of her dress already and was starting in hurriedly on stopping the bloodflow. Firefly had been trying to tie off one of the nastier wounds when the scream and thrashing of her younger friend caused the cotton fabric to be ripped from her hands. She ignored Leroy's words and instead reached up to grab Svara by the ruff along the side of her face. "Svara! If you do that again I'm going to slap you! Do you UNDERSTAND me!" She had never hit Svara before but if the girl was going to fight them the whole way she was going to do what she needed to to keep her in line and let them work efficiently. She turned her eyes back to Jacquez and his question for just a second before she turned and cast her eyes down at her bloodtinged hands. "He was our leader.. in Dahlia de Mai.." Her hand balled in a fist as she growled. "The pack believed I did him wrong, but he deserves far worse than what I did to him.." She cast tears of frustration from her eyes as she began to wipe at the blood on Svara's pelt, trying to find just where the wounds the blood was seeping from. - DaVinci 'Dait Nasphri - 05-28-2009 DaVinci rolled his eyes as his sister's hot temper was thrown his way. He was use to her overreactions but he had to admit that this time that she was right atleast. He shut his mouth and knelt down beside the girl as he began to unpack the aid kit that he'd had in his pack. It seemed that Firefly and Jacquez had most everything undercontrol for the moment but DaVinci brought out a bottle of alcohol and doused a bandage in the strong spirit as he began to apply it to her wounds that he could reach to try and keep the infection at bay. He tried to ignore all the hustle and bustle around him but it was hard to do. When he realized just what everyone was saying he shook his head. "What is wrong with you, just carry her damn it!" He didn't understand just what everyone was going on about, the girl was wounded but she seemed to be whole, minus a few parts she could live without. DaVinci ignored the others as he finished cleaning out the wounds. He shook his head as he turned his eyes to the others. "I can't do anything until we get her to a secure location." He didn't like to admit defeat even for a moment but unless they could figure out just what they were doing he was going to be useless and it was more than obvious that the woman needed stitched up. - Svara Thames - 05-28-2009 [html] Voices were all around her, shouting, growling, whispering. Still their hands were on her flesh, one after another tieing off cloth at the end of her wounds. Screaming more she jerked away, tried to move from those hands. Images of the blue eyed demons hands on her flesh kept filling her mind. His claws on her face, his jaws locked onto her tail. Why had he done this to her!? The voice of a women made her yellow eyes open and look towards the voice. Her threatening words made the red she wolf growl and shake in pain. Why was she threatening her with more pain!?
Breathing hard she wasn't prepared when the alcohal pad touched the wound. It burned enough to make her scream again, this one as splitting as the first. The pain was so much she blacked out for a moment, sagging into the males body holding her. The next alcohal pad made her wake up. The scent was strong, mixing of her blood and booze was enough to make her want to vomit. "s-stop stop stop stop stop." She moaned out clutching the fur of the male holding her. Looking up at the black and white male her yellow eyes were filled with pain. "make the blue eyed demon stop." She mumbled before she finally let darkness consume her. - Haven Aatte - 05-28-2009 [html] http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa22 ... table8.png); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat;"> The scene was so chaotic. Everyone was yelling at everyone else and Svara was thrashing and screaming. Haven closed his eyes, trying to calm his own mind so he would not fall into the same pattern that everyone else had. He needed to be calm and he needed to think. His head turned as Jac clapped him on the shoulder. While he hadn't doubted the words the king had spoken in the bar, he had never expected anything to happen so soon. Nor anything quite so horrible. Anger welled in his chest. It made him think of his father. It made him want to find whoever had done this to her and beat them within an inch of their life. But that would not help, not now anyway. The boy moved to follow Jacquez to build a stretcher when he heard a familiar voice say they should just carry her. Jade gaze fell upon his uncle. He hadn't even noticed him until now. Haven called over to Jac. "Hey! Maybe he's right. Maybe we should just carry her." The hybrid wouldn't be able to necessarily, but between him, the husky and the others it wouldn't be hard. He walked over to Svara's shivering form and looked at the patterned male. "I can help carry her." He was probably going to get kicked, but at least this way they could restrain her, more so than putting her on a stretcher. - Leroy - 05-28-2009 [html]
[/html] - Jacquez Trouillefou - 05-29-2009 [html]
- Firefly Sadira - 06-01-2009 She had not expected Leroy to even do anything but when he had she snarled at him for a moment before she pulled her hand away from Svara. When DaVinci had decided that there was little they could do here on the beach she began to get to her feet, the scent of blood overpowering as she shuddered. The words from Jacquez made her narrow her eyes as she reminded him. "We have no pack Jacquez.." She turned away from the bunch as she began to lead the way back to the cabin. "We're just a bunch of stragglers that they're going to pick off one by one.." She knew she was being bitter but it didn't matter to her anymore. She almost felt like this was her fault that this had happened. Her bastard of a mate had dared to bring harm to her family. She narrowed her eyes as she turned to glance at Svara as the boy's carried her. "He'll pay, don't worry Svara..." The others didn't know how cruel and harsh she could be but it wouldn't be long until they became a little bit wise to her ways. - DaVinci 'Dait Nasphri - 06-01-2009 DaVinci knew that he didn't belong with the gang of wolves that seemed to mass around the young girl but he would do what he could before he had to return to his own pack. This news of what Haku had done made him uneasy but it didn't seem that the male was after jut anyone so he didn't voice his concerns. Instead he listened to the others as he picked up all his things and began to follow after the team as they carried the young girl back to the cabin. The words of his sister made him glance forward to where she seemed so bristled and angry. He couldn't think of a time when she wasn't a little angry with the world but he just shook his head. When they reached the cabin he quickly cleared off the table that stood in the middle of the dining room, the height and space around the table would atleast allow them to all gather around if they really felt the need to. When the girl was put down DaVinci moved forward and placed all the things that he needed down next to her as he glanced towards the male she seemed to trust so much. "Hold her steady, it won't do any good if she's thrashing about and causing herself worse injuries." He began to pry and poke at her ribs and bones, trying to feel if anything was broken or if there were wounds that they couldn't see with the naked eye. His eyes turned to glance towards Firefly as he motioned for her to join him and help clean the girl's wounds as he sounded out the major wounds from the minor ones and what they would actually have to wrap and what would heal over on it's own. He could tell she would need stitches but he didn't want to be the one to mention it just yet. He knew he was no artist with a needle and thread. |