04-22-2012, 03:45 PM
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Once again, she had been attacked by that luperci dog. Another had also joined in on the torture with but one purpose in mind, to change Kiara forever. The past several days Kiara had spent in agony. Yet another mar to her beautiful coat had been added, making her old injuries seem like nothing. A very large, very painful wound stretched down her shoulder in the distinct shape of rune, although its meaning was unknown to the white female.
The worst part of the attack wasn't her new scars, or her renewed fear for knives. It was the intentions behind her scars. The two luperci had deliberately infected Kiara with the virus. They had cut her open for the purpose of changing her into one of them. For three days the arctic wolf had holed herself up in her den, not daring to emerge from the underground home. She had waited, and waited for her first shift, yet the urge to change never came. As the days rolled by, her mental agony increased. When would she be forced to change? When would she become a full fledged luperci? Nearly a week had gone by, yet she felt nothing out of the ordinary. Finally, Kiara had been forced out of hiding by the cries of her puppies. They were hungry, and her milk was not enough to sustain their appetites.
Each step sent a fresh wave of dull pain through her shoulder. Her injuries weren't as bad as before. The bleeding had stopped, but the scabs were still fresh and sore. Kiara moved through the forest and reluctantly out of the safety of Ichika. She needed to find game, but she couldn't hunt the large prey that could be found in her valley. Instead, Kiara set her sights on smaller, easier prey. The Dampwoods were the perfect place for the injured mother to find small rodents. They hid in the underbrush, and she could easily gorge herself on the small creatures. After eating nearly two dozen rodents of various species, the arctic wolf started on collecting food for her puppies. She filled her jaws with several small mammals before she turned around to start her trek back to Ichika.
Just as the young mother started on her journey home, the scent of an unfamiliar coywolf caught her attention. Kiara paused, not sure how she wanted to proceed. The arctic wolf had just about had it with luperci, although she was sure she would soon join their ranks. The feme shifted uneasily as she thought intensely about a potential meeting. May of the infected had a strange habit of carrying around extra food. Kiara could potentially trade the rodents that she had stuffed into her jaw for larger game, like a rabbit. Tentatively, she moved towards the origin of the canine scent. It wasn't long before she detected the presence of another and soon both loners came into view.
A dagger flashed through the air and Kiara stopped dead in her tracks. Her heart began to race as her sapphire eyes were drawn towards the weapons. Fear gripped at Kiara's chest and froze her in place. Her eyes became wide saucers and her tail was tucked firmly between her legs. Panic overwhelmed the female, but she was unable to leave, unable to move as fear froze her muscles and rooted her to the earth. Silently she watched as the black and white coywolf threw another dagger, while her mind screamed at her to run.
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Spring
Just out of reach
Once again, she had been attacked by that luperci dog. Another had also joined in on the torture with but one purpose in mind, to change Kiara forever. The past several days Kiara had spent in agony. Yet another mar to her beautiful coat had been added, making her old injuries seem like nothing. A very large, very painful wound stretched down her shoulder in the distinct shape of rune, although its meaning was unknown to the white female.
The worst part of the attack wasn't her new scars, or her renewed fear for knives. It was the intentions behind her scars. The two luperci had deliberately infected Kiara with the virus. They had cut her open for the purpose of changing her into one of them. For three days the arctic wolf had holed herself up in her den, not daring to emerge from the underground home. She had waited, and waited for her first shift, yet the urge to change never came. As the days rolled by, her mental agony increased. When would she be forced to change? When would she become a full fledged luperci? Nearly a week had gone by, yet she felt nothing out of the ordinary. Finally, Kiara had been forced out of hiding by the cries of her puppies. They were hungry, and her milk was not enough to sustain their appetites.
Each step sent a fresh wave of dull pain through her shoulder. Her injuries weren't as bad as before. The bleeding had stopped, but the scabs were still fresh and sore. Kiara moved through the forest and reluctantly out of the safety of Ichika. She needed to find game, but she couldn't hunt the large prey that could be found in her valley. Instead, Kiara set her sights on smaller, easier prey. The Dampwoods were the perfect place for the injured mother to find small rodents. They hid in the underbrush, and she could easily gorge herself on the small creatures. After eating nearly two dozen rodents of various species, the arctic wolf started on collecting food for her puppies. She filled her jaws with several small mammals before she turned around to start her trek back to Ichika.
Just as the young mother started on her journey home, the scent of an unfamiliar coywolf caught her attention. Kiara paused, not sure how she wanted to proceed. The arctic wolf had just about had it with luperci, although she was sure she would soon join their ranks. The feme shifted uneasily as she thought intensely about a potential meeting. May of the infected had a strange habit of carrying around extra food. Kiara could potentially trade the rodents that she had stuffed into her jaw for larger game, like a rabbit. Tentatively, she moved towards the origin of the canine scent. It wasn't long before she detected the presence of another and soon both loners came into view.
A dagger flashed through the air and Kiara stopped dead in her tracks. Her heart began to race as her sapphire eyes were drawn towards the weapons. Fear gripped at Kiara's chest and froze her in place. Her eyes became wide saucers and her tail was tucked firmly between her legs. Panic overwhelmed the female, but she was unable to leave, unable to move as fear froze her muscles and rooted her to the earth. Silently she watched as the black and white coywolf threw another dagger, while her mind screamed at her to run.
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