Within a moment, Clover was by the girl's fallen side also, and the two uninjured sisters seemed to share a mental horror as they gazed back at the fallen angel. The other sister helped Sage rise slightly; China, still numb with shock, looked on in teary terror at the horrendous angle and increasing swelling of Sage's arm. She knew nothing about healing, but the jackal - What was his name... Enkiel? - he was the pack's healer, and he would fix Sage. Surely, he would fix her.
She couldn't lose anyone else, not ever.
While such dramatic and useless thoughts went through the silver girl's head, Sage was beginning to move again. A shift in her frame revealed a knee oozing with blood - China nearly gagged at the sight of it. How could this have happened? How could this have happened to Sage, of all people? How had Mother Earth allowed this? A deep pool of anger and resentment that she had hidden well began to bubble again.
There were a few more beats of silence, as age seemed to pull everything within her together. A deep love for her sisters bloomed - They were so strong, so strong when she was so weak. Sage began to speak, and China clutched at her good arm, feeling a similar wetness beneath her own eyes as she could see within the tawny girl's. But even as Sage was protesting against the hesitation, the silver songbird felt it - Deep inside of her, the futility of this plight. The horrible emptiness where Razekiel should have been yawned widely and threatened to swallow her. Sage and Clover had been strong for so long - Now it was her turn to do the unfavourable thing.
"No." Her voice sounded small, eyes turned a light icy blue as they watched her sister take staggering steps. "No, Sage." This time, her voice was stronger, and it carried over the snow. Her hand moved to rest on the other girl's shoulder. "It's over. No more; The mountain does not want us here." Razekiel does not want us here. If her father was dead, then it was foolish to risk Sage's life trying to find him. Her heavy eyes looked to Clover for support.
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