[M][P] And the bodies hit the floor.

Bambi Lafron · 03-15-2012, 05:02 PM

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Death. Over the years, Bambi had thought she had grown used to that scent. There were different levels of it- Old death, which radiated off a body that had been sitting for a while, and fresh death, which came from a recently made kill. All her life she had been taught that killing things for food was natural. Expected, even. But the smell that was filling her nostrils now did not fit into either of the categories for deceased things that she had created. It was different. Not unique, or even appealing. It was a smell that made her wrinkle her nose, and when she realized what it was coming from, caused her to release a long, pain filled whine.

The dog fell to her knees, caring not about the pain that swarmed through her body when she hit the stone ground. There, in the main room of her home, laid the body of her feline mother. Nana had been sick for a while, and it wasn't that Bambi did not expect her to die.. She just didn't wish for it to happen so soon. This cat was the one creature that she had befriended since leaving her slave camp. The single most important thing to her. Her need to protect and cherish this companion had rose above even her self preservation desire. She would easily give the own fur off her back to keep this feline warm.. And now she was dead. Different emotions filled her, causing her head to pound. Anger, for her feline mother had deserted her. Sadness, for the realization that she would never see her again. Loneliness, in knowing that she would have to continue on without her. It brought her back to all the slaves that she witnessed being tortured until their hearts gave out. She thought of the last deep breath they would take before falling limp and cold. The dog put her paws to her face, squeezing her eyes shut and trying to compose herself. Over the years she had learned how to hold back emotions quite well, but this time, her attempt failed. She reached out to touch the body, her paws and body trembling horribly. "N-N-Nana.." As expected, she did not feel the rise and fall of her chest. She didn't feel warmth coming off of her, or have her roll over as she normally did in response to being touched. It was the last thread that kept her from falling apart. The belief that maybe, just maybe, she was sleeping. But as her shaking paws felt over the cat's body, that thread tore.

Bambi whisked the cat up off the ground, cradling her in her arms as she did when the cat's legs got to tired for her to walk any further. "Wake up!" She tried to sound more angry and demanding than hurt, but failed miserly. Her breaths came out hagged and uneven as she got to her feet. Before she knew it she was pushing past the wooden door, bursting outside and revealing herself to the afternoon sky. Normally she would take time to admire the beautiful colours that painted the normally bland coloured sky- But not now. She was running, panting. When her legs got tired she pushed harder, forcing her body to continue past its' breaking limit.

She had gotten very far before her body finally gave up. It took every ounce of power in her in order not to shift. Again, she collapsed. She was crying now- No, not crying. Weeping. And so painfully that one from a distance away could easily believe someone was causing physical harm to her. Part of her wished her chest would just burst, cracking her ribs and allowing her heart to on to the ground. She found herself clawing at her thighs, looking for just some way to project some of this pain else where. It didn't take long before her legs were coated in blood, and even then it was still steadily flowing out. "Your fault. Should have helped her. Murderer." The last word said by her mental voice repeated over and over, "Murderer, murderer, murderer, KILLER KILLER.." She let out a snarl of agony, squeezing her eyes closed again. But the voices didn't stop. The more she tried to silence them, the louder they got. And each time the words were repeated, the became truer in her mind. She put her paws over her floppy ears, speaking aloud to try and silence her head. "Please.. Please.. Help, please. Help."

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