03-01-2011, 08:09 PM
OOC: Short post is short, but I wanted to get some help before ya died on me >.> Or eat your tongue lol
It was rather ironic really. Here he was once again with the life of another pack mate literally in the palm of his hand. He was not comfortable with the idea that he could be the reason for a friends death. It had been the very reason that the scarred wolf had set off on the intentionally solitary trip, so that he could get away from the pain and suffering that seemed to permeate the land these past few days. Yet with the limp body of the young wolf bouncing lightly in his arms and the life sustaining blood now beginning to seep onto his own dark fur there was little time for self pity. The golden eyes stared straight forward with all attention focused on the forest in front of him. He did not want to look at the broken body that he was carrying, it would not do him any good. The faintest pulse could still be felt just underneath the thick fur as it was being pushed through the nearly frozen veins.
" Shut up and put that energy into staying alive." he commanded with very little empathy. Falgar had been causing his rescuer a bit of trouble since regaining consciousness. Beyond what Kami could only assume was the attempted and futile escape from his arms there was the occasional shift in weight which had caused the black wolf to stumble and almost loose his grip on more then one occasion. The softest of growls would emanate from deep within his throat in each one of these instances, but he carried on as fast as he safely could. His eyes scanning the landscape as they traveled, searching for anyone or anything that could be of some sort of help. With every step the pair was brought closer to lands more frequently traveled by other members of the pack, and if his instincts guided him correctly someone in particular who would be able to help the injured comrade.
It was rather ironic really. Here he was once again with the life of another pack mate literally in the palm of his hand. He was not comfortable with the idea that he could be the reason for a friends death. It had been the very reason that the scarred wolf had set off on the intentionally solitary trip, so that he could get away from the pain and suffering that seemed to permeate the land these past few days. Yet with the limp body of the young wolf bouncing lightly in his arms and the life sustaining blood now beginning to seep onto his own dark fur there was little time for self pity. The golden eyes stared straight forward with all attention focused on the forest in front of him. He did not want to look at the broken body that he was carrying, it would not do him any good. The faintest pulse could still be felt just underneath the thick fur as it was being pushed through the nearly frozen veins.
" Shut up and put that energy into staying alive." he commanded with very little empathy. Falgar had been causing his rescuer a bit of trouble since regaining consciousness. Beyond what Kami could only assume was the attempted and futile escape from his arms there was the occasional shift in weight which had caused the black wolf to stumble and almost loose his grip on more then one occasion. The softest of growls would emanate from deep within his throat in each one of these instances, but he carried on as fast as he safely could. His eyes scanning the landscape as they traveled, searching for anyone or anything that could be of some sort of help. With every step the pair was brought closer to lands more frequently traveled by other members of the pack, and if his instincts guided him correctly someone in particular who would be able to help the injured comrade.