02-24-2011, 07:12 PM
OCC: Finally back! Should be able to reply often now 
Sorry again.
He tried, but the distance between them had been to great. Kami couldn't help but cringe as Falgars hand was twisted backwards in a unnatural direction. The sickening sound of flesh and blood impacting his ears like nails on a chalk board, a pain that could not be easily described. Blood and injury was something Kami had gotten used to over the past year, but seeing it in others was more unsettling then he would have thought. " Damnit. . ." he muttered under his breath as he hovered over top of the grey wolves unconscious body. It was his fault for pushing the kid, for being such a hard ass and underestimating the injuries. The feeling of guilt weighed as heavily on him as his own ebony fur and the feeling was not something he particularity enjoyed.
As Kami looked to the horizon, the setting sun reflecting in his eyes with the brilliant coloration that were brought on by the end of another day. The twilight hours could bring about the last of Falgar's days if he wasn't taken out of this frozen hell hole and Kami knew it. With every minute of vanishing daylight the temperature would drop, and that would most likely be fatal to someone who could not even gather the energy to walk. The options raced through Kami's mind as he looked down at the unconscious form that was all but indistinguishable from a corpse by this point. As he lowered his large head in frustration the image of his Optime form begain to come into focus. The change of the black furred Luperci started off slowly, but within minutes he was standing tall on two legs, though a bit off balance. The form Kami had taken was not one seen by many; ever. There was only one time he had used it and the consequences for that decision was not something he could ever run away from.
Neither could he from this situation, his moral's would not allow it let him to abandon the pack mate. " Kids." he said out loud in a tone that almost sounded amused despite the seriousness at hand. He may have underestimated the injuries, but he doubted he underestimated the wolf. Falgar was stronger then that. Carefully he reached down and rolled Falgar onto his back, the blood matted snow was quickly brushed out of the gray fur. Placing the broken and bleeding hand onto the slowly rising chest of its owner. With the hand as stable as it would get Kami leaned down and dipped the back of his newly formed hands into the frozen tundra, the tips of his fingers wrapping against the slightly frozen flesh of his pack mate. Lifting the gray wolf into the air with greater ease then he would have though Kami set his gaze to the darkening forest. The walk in front of him would not be an easy one, but that was alright. Kami was used to difficult, and with his destination in mind he began to walk. The golden eyes stared towards the ground before him as if they had been carved into stone.
Sorry again. He tried, but the distance between them had been to great. Kami couldn't help but cringe as Falgars hand was twisted backwards in a unnatural direction. The sickening sound of flesh and blood impacting his ears like nails on a chalk board, a pain that could not be easily described. Blood and injury was something Kami had gotten used to over the past year, but seeing it in others was more unsettling then he would have thought. " Damnit. . ." he muttered under his breath as he hovered over top of the grey wolves unconscious body. It was his fault for pushing the kid, for being such a hard ass and underestimating the injuries. The feeling of guilt weighed as heavily on him as his own ebony fur and the feeling was not something he particularity enjoyed.
As Kami looked to the horizon, the setting sun reflecting in his eyes with the brilliant coloration that were brought on by the end of another day. The twilight hours could bring about the last of Falgar's days if he wasn't taken out of this frozen hell hole and Kami knew it. With every minute of vanishing daylight the temperature would drop, and that would most likely be fatal to someone who could not even gather the energy to walk. The options raced through Kami's mind as he looked down at the unconscious form that was all but indistinguishable from a corpse by this point. As he lowered his large head in frustration the image of his Optime form begain to come into focus. The change of the black furred Luperci started off slowly, but within minutes he was standing tall on two legs, though a bit off balance. The form Kami had taken was not one seen by many; ever. There was only one time he had used it and the consequences for that decision was not something he could ever run away from.
Neither could he from this situation, his moral's would not allow it let him to abandon the pack mate. " Kids." he said out loud in a tone that almost sounded amused despite the seriousness at hand. He may have underestimated the injuries, but he doubted he underestimated the wolf. Falgar was stronger then that. Carefully he reached down and rolled Falgar onto his back, the blood matted snow was quickly brushed out of the gray fur. Placing the broken and bleeding hand onto the slowly rising chest of its owner. With the hand as stable as it would get Kami leaned down and dipped the back of his newly formed hands into the frozen tundra, the tips of his fingers wrapping against the slightly frozen flesh of his pack mate. Lifting the gray wolf into the air with greater ease then he would have though Kami set his gaze to the darkening forest. The walk in front of him would not be an easy one, but that was alright. Kami was used to difficult, and with his destination in mind he began to walk. The golden eyes stared towards the ground before him as if they had been carved into stone.