Post order First time to know what is going on then no post order after first posts. Rain Thel Saxif Shiloh Maska 
He knew they lived. He hadn't been to far away from the barn to see the dark furred medic help Shiloh and her mate. He had enjoyed watching their expressions as they went over the grey wolfs wounds. The wounds he and Thel had left on both the women brought a smile to his face. He was going to arrest them the next day and have them exiled. He watched the blondes face turn to that of shock and and pain as she pressed her mates wounds to stop the bleeding. It was a few hours later that the blonde picked up her unconscious mate. He followed them, let them get the medical attention they could before he came and got them. It was the blonde he knew would fight, the blonde he wanted to degrade and hurt more then he had her mate. Thel was close by he had prepped him on what he had planned for the women.
He slept in a tree near by the couple and waited till they were asleep to go in after them. To be cruel he had taken what was left of Shiloh's bonds and went after Saxif, bent on tying her wrists and ankles so she didn't have the upper hand. He knew how to use Shiloh to his advantage and he had Thel close by. Revenge was a bitch and he was going to put two in their place.
ooc: Can you PM me with the thread objective? I didn't know we were doing another. Eeep!
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It was like he had become Rain’s henchman. The brute’s go-to guy. Well, the pair had bonded over the vicious torture and beating of the two women. There was a time that Thel started to feel sorry for the first woman, when they had her lashed to a pole, helpless against them, being punched and whipped for a countless time. They had retreated from the horse barn and now lurked in the shadows, Thel standing a few feet behind Rain as the man watched the goings-on from afar. Even though they were covered by shadow, Thel knew Rain was smiling. Enjoying watching the creamy wolf as she tried frantically to save the life of her lover.
Thel’s eyes flicked between Rain and the women in the distance. A gray form was on the ground being tended to frantically. She was close to bleeding out, and Thel wasn’t sure that the woman would be okay even if they stopped the external bleeding. “She’s probly gunna bleed into her stomach,” he speculated. ”I thought we were just going to punish her, not kill her.”
He frowned, wishing he had his pipe to calm his nerves. There had been a moment during the cruel beating of Shiloh when he had been about to turn on Rain, to try to end the malicious ‘punishment’ they were doling out. But just has he had been about to stop Rain, the blond woman entered and changed everything. Now the fight was a little more evened out, and of all things she dared to attack Thel first… grant it she attacked him because he was whipping her mate. Still, this angered him, and his loyalties returned to Maska and the Guardians and he commenced in helping Rain penalize the women.
Now he was Rain’s thug. His eyes narrowed as he watched the women, but not with the same enjoyment Rain was getting. He shook his head and glanced around. What the hell were they still doing here? What was Rain up to now?
OOC: Sorry took so long, preparing for the move. WC: 300+
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The huntress knew the choice of allowing Shiloh to rest first might have been poor judgment. Though she also knew if she tried to transport her before her blood had a chance to stop flowing, it would have been just as much a risk to her mate as staying. For a better part of the night her nerves were on high alert, her eyes constantly watching the steady rise and fall of her mate’s breath. She felt her exhaustion but she kept herself awake. She wanted anything but to sleep that night, anything but to shut her eyes and doze off. Oh Shiloh. My love. Please survive. She whispered every now and again. She knew it would be long before she would awake. The worried huntress only hoped her mate would hear her pleas to live. Internally she prayed to the Great Spirit, begging for Shiloh’s life to continue. Then all that came to her was the thoughts of sleep, of drifting off into a world of dreams. Finally she did.
In her dream she saw her grandmother in the distance, her face looked frightened. She knew the face for it was the face she had when she was saved from drowning as pup. Then she felt as though she was drowning, slipping away into a strong current. She gasped awake from the short dream only to see he who had tortured her mate. The residual fear of her dream lingered only fleetingly before a growl erupted from her. Haven’t you done enough?! Now you dare show your face again?! She exploded with fury her pupils expanding to show that rage. She burned within ready to give everything he deserved. Then she stopped her eyes glancing to Shiloh. She didn’t want her anger to be the death of her, so she looked to Thel and then Rain. What do want? Her voice was still angered but she seemed more calm.
She was so weak. It hurt to breathe, it hurt to move but she fought against it. She knew Saxif was close, her whispers and worry making her fight even more. She wanted nothing more then to tell her she was fine. She struggled to keep breathing and although she was laying down she could feel the blood, her blood, pooling on her stomach. She knew that Luna had done what she could but she wasn't sure it was enough. Mizu shared wounds almost like her own except she had torn muscle that made it so that she couldn't walk and broken wrists that made it so she couldn't work like she used to. Shiloh and Saxif were on their own for the time being and Shiloh was slowly but surely losing the war over her life.
The pain was slowly starting to lessen when she heard Saxif's voice, growling out her rage. She was able to open her eyes and look up to see her attacker, see him smiling at her mate the same way he smiled at her. Her fear showed on her face and now, cut from her bonds, she tried to get away from him, away from the pain he had inflicted on her. She yelped in pain and was able to catch her mates eyes. What she saw turned her into a panic so strong it was an amazement that she didn't die in that moment. Saxif's eyes were almost completely black with her rage she was barely controlling. The hammock she was laying in swung dangerously and she ceased trying to escape from Rain. Her breathing ragged and shaky she reached for her angered mate in hopes to calm her. "Please... Saxif.... ca... calm ... do... down... dont... give... them... a... reason to... hurt you..." she paused the simple sentence winding her and hurting her. "Sa...Saxif... I'm sc... scared...," she was able to whisper to her, her fear and hurt settling over her body as she gasped for breath. She again attempted to reach for Saxif, knowing only her touch would calm her, only her words would soothe her. In that moment of desperation something broken inside her, split her soul as she let go and passed out, falling into darkness, falling into a relm she might not return from.
[html] Seeing as I am not sure where they are, and they have not called yet for Maska, I am just posting in a general way. Please make some actions in the next round to call Maska to you. Also Deedee: please recall the things we plotted out regarding Shiloh's injuries
There were so many things happening. Maska stayed in the Town Hall most of the time, and his Guardians brought the issues to his attention. He would allow them to see him and speak to him, though some days he asked Wematin to filter them for him. Most of the news were relevant, however. Recently, he had learned more about the surrounding packs; one nearby pack had recently dissolved, and Maska had sent scouts to check the area they had left behind. Perhaps it was more promising than what they held here. Sometimes, however, there were some proper cases as well, and Maska learned a thing or two about the judicial role of the Chief or leader. Maska was no traitor, he would not name himself Chief, though he did lead the tribe temporarily. In his opinion, though, handling criminal cases was some of the more enjoyable parts of leading a tribe. Already he had exiled some, and there had been loss of limb, though nothing they would miss - a toe here, the tip of a tail there. Trivial stuff.
Right then he was merely relaxing, wondering if the Amara woman was returning to his home soon. His home - not their. She was staying there because he let her, and he was growing impatient with her lack of repaying him. If she thought she was free to come and go as she pleased, she would soon find that she was wrong. Musing about how to convince the femme to stay inside the Town Hall with him more, he stared at the ceiling in silence.
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I have been told I can now play Thel. Nuki was like "He is dead you play him in this thread." So I play Rain Thel and Shiloh now. Feel free to PP Thel
Rain
Rain smiled at Saxif's outburst and smiled even harder as Shiloh's fear consumed the room. He glanced at Shiloh, catching the beaten womans eye. She had been broken by him, he could see it in her now emerald eyes. Something in besides her ankle was broken. How long before her golden huntress noticed. He watched as Shiloh almost swing herself out of Saxif's hammock. She was bleeding badly and after trying to calm Saxif who was obviously pissed, Shiloh passed out. I am here to arrest one Saxif Goldenfeather for attacking and almost killing at guard. You and your mate are under arrest," he said as he took out Shiloh's bloody bonds from behind his back. It was cruel to bind Saxif but he knew that taking her from Shiloh was even worse. Shiloh would have to be moved but to keep Saxif from attacking them again and killing him, Rain was going to have to bind her hands. He knew she would put up a fight but if Shiloh was threatened again she would easily bend. But how to get past her to the injured grey wolf? That was when Thel came into play. All he had to do was grab Saxif and pin her while Rain tied her wrists at the small of her back, making it so she couldn't attack or escape. He smiled before telling Thel to pin Saxif down and tie her wrists behind her back.
[html] Breaking post order to ensure this thread is moving, so the sub-plot is finished
He glanced at his warriors and the situation they were in. Clearly, something wrong had happened for this to play out this way. However, studying them helped him little in understanding the pretext. Finally, the one named Rain explained, and Maska nodded abruptly, suddenly impatient. Why'd they called him here if it was such a simple matter? Well, the regular mbers were injured, apparently. He sighed at them and took a moment's thought. "Well, we can't have anyone killing my Guardians, can we?" he asked, looking to Rain as he did. "What a simple matter - Rain, Thel, could you not have settled this yourselves?" He glanced one more time at the prisoners. "Allow them treatment from the medicine storages and send them on their way. Assassins are not welcome here, but I shall be merciful. This time." While having given this order, he waited, still, for their execution of it. Clearly, the two members were in the wrong, and should consider themselves lucky to be gifted life in this way.
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OOC: Sorry wasn't sure what was happening with this one and there was no post order I believe.
Saxif regretfully submitted knowing each moment she spent fighting risked her mate’s life. She wanted to do everything imaginable to bring justice to her but knew with either of their lives ended in the process neither of them could survive. She growled slightly at Thel as he bound her wrists and in no time they were at the feet of the leader. She wanted to speak in her defense but would she say Oh well they started it? It was foolish to even try. She knew her crime and even though her crime was protection of her mate she still attacked Guardians. She already swore her oath and one day she would hold true by it. She looked at Maska, her head high even though she was tied she would not show weakness to him. She spoke as he finished his words with a strong voice even after the exhaustion and pain lingered in her. I will do as you wish, wise leader. Even being forced from her home she would not show her true feelings toward Maska. Her mind was still hopeful to one day be a part of the rise against his fleet. She bowed her head then respectfully to the green marked male.
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