[M]Consequences

Keldava Wolfe-Denahlii · 08-20-2012, 06:21 PM

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Keldava shrunk back against the tree as best she could, whining with fear, when a figure suddenly approached out of the gloom. Her ears lowered against her skull and tail tucked beneath her legs when a cry sounded out from the figure, trying to convince whoever it was to not attack her but something seemed off about the cry, leaving Keldava confused as well as scared.

Then suddenly the figure came close enough that even Keldava’s addled nose could tell who it was, Mahnaya! Letting out an odd mewling sound tinged with relief as her mother approached her, warm figure slipping under her arm and pressing against her body. The gash on her left arm and half a dozen other cuts down her side stung painfully but Keldava didn’t react other than a slight twitch, Mahnaya’s presence was worth the pain. Whining pathetically Keldava pressed her head into the crook of Mahnaya’s neck, seeking comfort from the familiar scent and fur. ”Hurts…” she whimpered, trying to adjust so her back was more comfortable.

Keldava’s ears flickered uncertainly when Mahnaya commanded her to move but she tried anyway, knowing well that she needed to get back inside the territory. At first it seemed to go alright, the rest having give her a little bit of strength back in her right leg, but then she moved a fraction wrong and suddenly her back felt like somebody was pressing a hot poker into it. Keldava’s scream of pain was lost as the world went black for a second.

When she came to she was half on the ground, right leg splayed out awkwardly once again and her arm around Mahnaya all that was keeping her upright. The pain in her back had gone down slightly, it still hurt like hell but not as much as before. Shakily Keldava tried to drag herself straight again, all to aware of Mahnaya’s weakness. ”Sorry.” she said quietly, only half picking up the howling coming from nearby.

Keldava was just about to give up and accept her place on the ground when a two white blurs moved into her sight, moving rapidly towards them. Time seemed to move quicker with her like this, her brain sluggish, and Keldava had only just opened her mouth to ask what was going on when she felt arms holding her, first supporting her free side and then plucking her off Mahnaya. The new figures were sturdy and strong and she vaguely heard one talking, but then they pulled her upwards.

What small amount of sense Keldava had fought for bled away into the abyss as the pain returned full force to her back with the awkward position she was held in, only this time there was no blackness to take it away. A scream ripped from her throat and Keldava started to thrash as best her weak body could, head seeking the comfort of Mahnaya’s fur and arms thankfully held in place. The movement tore her wounds ever wider but by this point Keldava could hardly feel the difference and had lost all reason beyond one basic instinct, the want for her mother.

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