Witch & Doctor

Kemo Nishant · 01-27-2011, 06:05 PM

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OOC: Sorry I'm such a procrastinator D: Figured this would be a good time for Ralla to let Alaine know the bad news, that way it wouldn't be so awkward with Kemo there Despite the crazy awkwardness it's about to be all ready XD

Kemo was knocked out cold, completely oblivious to the world around him. He didn't feel or hear when Ralla touched him and spoke to him, nor when Alaine touched him and performed her gentle examination. Had he been conscious, he would have realized how much Ralla had seemed to worry about him at that point, as well as Alaine's reaction and now more obvious aggression. Heartbeats thumped gently in the unconscious wolf's ears, words were exchanged between the two females, but Kemo wasn't in the waking world anymore.

Instead, he was somewhere else, far from the lands of Nova Scotia. Ralla may have recognized some of it, but he really wasn't sure how much of his homelands that she knew or if she ever visited the Blood Moon Pack's territories at all. He knew them however, knew them better than the back of his paw. He grew up in these lands, hunted in this forest with his father and mother, hid in these bushes as a pup playing games. He was trained by his father in this den area and slept in the cave he now walked up to.

A quick survey of the inside of the den and around the pack's den area told him nobody was here. Unknown to himself, he was mumbling in his sleep, though he was still clearly passed out. "Where is everybody? Why is it so quiet here?" The only thing place they could be was of course out hunting, or perhaps in a pack meeting. He reared his head back and released a howl, though it was only very quiet mumble, almost puppy like, in the waking world. He stood and waited for an answer, ears swiveling in all directions, but nothing came. Not even the sounds of the forest came to his ears, the familiar sounds he would only recognize in his homelands. Had he exchanged his blindness for deafness in this place?

At that moment he felt a warmth on his chest, but within moments it disappeared. He didn't stop to contemplate it however, as at that moment he saw the distinct flash of white fur out of the corner of his eye. Once again, he mumbled in his sleep. "Who's there? Ralla? Is that you?" He padded cautiously into the woods, nose twitching madly as he searched for a scent. He had no idea what was happening to the world outside his mind, unable to see or hear anything that was going on, though he wouldn't have been able to see anyways.

Kemo ”talks”, walks, and thinks.

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