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- Ember Phoenix - 07-01-2008 [html]
- Cercelee - 07-01-2008 [html] http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v90/c ... 81dgnc.jpg); background-position:bottom; background-repeat: no-repeat; width: 493px; border: 1px solid #fff; background-color: #086DAC;"> Table by Tammi!She's got colors to spare and i don't care what they choose
The coyote was gone and suddenly Cer was in Ember’s arms. The year and a half old female had no idea how long or how far they traveled, time and distance were hard to judge between the waves of pain. Her eyes lids wanted to slid close and stay closed, but every so often Ember spoke to her and Cer forced herself to stay awake. Cercelee knew that they were skirting Dahlia de Mai, which was just as well. Cer did not want her pack memebers to see her like this, did not want to give them anymore fuel for their war against Inferni. If Haku or Slay or Mew saw her like this, she knew they would waste little time doing something about this. And she did not want them to see how badly she had failed either."Emb... I’m sorry..." Her voice was soft and weak, she had no will or energy to put on a face or play any of her usual charades. Her mind knew that she was apologizing for bleeding all over Ember, but she could not voice it coherently, and even if she could she was too tired and confused to realize how trivial that matter was at the moment. Cer’s ears perked slightly at the new name Ember called out. Nani? Who was Nani? Cercelee looked dulling around her, realizing that they had come as far south as Shiloh Hills. They must be near, or even in Twilight Vale. And if that was the case did Ember call out to Naniko, the female from the leader meeting? Cercelee started to protest, but her voice evaded her. Why would a Twilight Vale leader want anything to do with her, with Dahlia de Mai? They were trouble, the whole lot of them, and now Cercelee was trouble too. [/html] - Naniko D'Angelo - 07-01-2008 [html]
- Cercelee - 07-01-2008 [html] http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v90/c ... 81dgnc.jpg); background-position:bottom; background-repeat: no-repeat; width: 493px; border: 1px solid #fff; background-color: #086DAC;"> Table by Tammi!She's got colors to spare and i don't care what they choose
.Cercelee let herself relax as she realized they were on claimed lands. Claimed lands, and off limits, as far as the coyote clan was concerned. Her navy eyes were slipping shut as Ember handed her off to the female, eyes popping open to stare Naniko in the face. "Naniko?" It seemed like an odd time to see the Twilight Vale leader again, they had only met once at the leader meeting. Yet Cercelee recognized the female, and knew that Naniko was going to help her. Why else would Ember have brought her here?Naniko guessed at the cause of her injuries. A coyote. But perhaps it wasn’t a guess. The scent of the coyote was probably mingled with the metallic smell of the blood that coated Cercelee. "A coyote. It... He.. Attacked so fast." Cercelee tried to shake her head to answer Naniko’s question, but found that she couldn’t move her neck much, and what little she could move it caused great pain. Besides that she had no name to give, only a gender and Cercelee was sure that there was more than one male in the Inferni clan. Cercelee could not help it, but when Naniko let her down she began to tremble, laid out on the sheet which was quickly being decorated with new bright red patches. She tried to think of something, or someone to take her mind off of the situation, but found that nothing at the moment was really worth thinking of, and no one. She could not concentrate between the waves of searing pain and her tired mind and body trying to lull her into unconsciousness, or perhaps it was just the toll of her loss of blood. Blankly her eyes followed Naniko. She heard the words the female had said to Ember, or perhaps Naniko had said them to her, but Cercelee couldn’t focus. Could no longer really understand or process what the words meant. [/html] - Naniko D'Angelo - 07-02-2008 [html]
- Cercelee - 07-02-2008 [html] http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v90/c ... 81dgnc.jpg); background-position:bottom; background-repeat: no-repeat; width: 493px; border: 1px solid #fff; background-color: #086DAC;"> Table by Tammi!She's got colors to spare and i don't care what they choose
Cercelee lay spread out before the other female, trying to focus on what was happening. Naniko pressed her friends into the soft flesh, areas where organs lay beneath her skin unprotected by bone. The poking and prodding did not produce any additional pain, but Cercelee didn’t really answer Naniko. Perhaps the lack of response was response enough, there was no additional pain so there was no additional yelp or grimace or anything to indicate anything was wrong. Cercelee would have spoken but she was finding it harder and harder still to concentrate, to formulate responses, to even understand what was crossing Naniko’s lips. The pain that she experience left her in a haze, one she was willingly letting herself get lost in. And then Naniko poured something over her, and it stung. Everywhere that there was an opening burst into a new sensation of pain, and there were a lot of wounds- her neck was torn, one back hind leg shredded, bites (some deep) on her chest, a few shallow cuts on her face and a few deeper ones various places on her body and back. The burning awoke her, pulled her out of her haze. Her navy eyes stared widely into Naniko’s, and then caught sight of her finger moving back and forth. Yes she could follow it. Cercelee watched the finger, glad for a distraction, any type of distraction, and waited while the burning slowly ebbed away and left her with only the original pain, a bit dull now in comparison to what she had just felt explode all over her body. More questions, but now Cercelee could make them out, understood them. "Twilight Vale?" Cercelee looked at Naniko for confirmation, and then looked around for Ember. But there wasn’t any time to wonder about her cousin, there were more questions to answer. Cercelee attempted to shake her head again, only to discover some muscles obeyed hers and others didn’t, leaving her with a pathetic performance, but the bones were fine at least. At least there was that. "Yes... It hurts badly." Cercelee looked up at Naniko, questioningly, waiting to see what happened next. [/html] - Naniko D'Angelo - 07-04-2008 [html]
- Cercelee - 07-05-2008 [html] http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v90/c ... 81dgnc.jpg); background-position:bottom; background-repeat: no-repeat; width: 493px; border: 1px solid #fff; background-color: #086DAC;"> Table by Tammi!She's got colors to spare and i don't care what they choose
"I don’t want to go home." She would go home, eventually, but not yet, not now, and perhaps not for a while. Cercelee did not care to have the eyes of her pack mates looking over her body, knowing the cause, feeding more fuel to the fire. Of course, they would get word of it. Ember would have to tell Haku and the others where their rosea was and why, but she did not want to give them a visual. And perhaps after she had healed and didn’t look so ragged the silly, senseless war with Inferni would be over. Cercelee simply nodded and let Naniko and Ember tend to her. Aside from not going home, she did not care about much else. She drank the water and let them move her. She continued to watch and comply with whatever Naniko asked of her. Cercelee wondered how back the back of her neck looked, as that felt the worse, and would it have to be sewn shut? "Naniko... can you keep me from getting scars?" Oh dear... she did not want souvenirs from this mishap. [/html] - Naniko D'Angelo - 07-17-2008 [html]
- Cercelee - 07-21-2008 [html] http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v90/c ... 81dgnc.jpg); background-position:bottom; background-repeat: no-repeat; width: 493px; border: 1px solid #fff; background-color: #086DAC;"> Table by Tammi!
Have Nani sew up her back leg and neck while she is asleep? Just because in my head I imagine those wounds to need stitches XD She's got colors to spare and i don't care what they choose
Cercelee attempted to shake her head, momentarily forgetting how painful it was. No, she did not want to go back, but how to convey that to Naniko? How to make her see this war was the opposite of what Cer had ever wanted. She did not want her pack to be vulnerable, and that was the only reason she had put Haku in a leader position. If Inferni refused to back down, they needed one leader who would face the problem head on, and that wasn’t Cer. "I don’t want them to see me... I don’t want them to fight back..." She was growing too tired to explain any further, but surely Naniko would understand. The Twilight Vale leader gave her leave to stay her and told her to rest. Just what Cercelee wanted. As soon as the words were issued Cer’s eyes slid shut, no longer having to force herself to stay awake, to try to make sense of what was happening. Her breath slowed even more, into that of a deep sleep, and it would be nearly impossible to wake her until many hours later when she awoke on her own. [/html] |