Flirting With Death
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OOC :: No worries!


Exhaustion. Pain. She wanted to drop right there and let it all be over. Emotions tightened her chest and danced through her heart- excruciatingly confusing and unidentifiable. Just barely old enough to fend for herself she was thrown into a turmoil of danger and utter loneliness. Torn from her family, attacked by a beast, wounded by another, and at last she found peace. Had she not found Sangi'lak's border when she had, she might have given up and curled into a ball, letting the cool breeze and swaying leaves take her.

But she had found Sangi'lak's border. And she hadn't given up. She was till breathing- fighting through it. Clean yourself off, Lyris. Mechanically, the female took a seat, obeying her own orders. When confused, she started with the simplest and most logical thing she could take action too, and ordered herself to do so. Right now, she needed to look semi-presentable to the rest of the pack- unlike she had to the Issor already. With a sharp intake of breath through sharpened ivory teeth, Lyris built up the courage to take a look at her damaged shoulder. She hadn't yet- and wasn't looking forward to it. Slowly, the youngster turned her head, evergreen eyes lowering to a horribly injured, ugly tear in the otherwise flawless white fur. She didn't wince nor even freeze- instead she examined, keeping her emotions bottled up for the moment. Flesh was horribly torn, whilst ugly blood-matted fur hung grotesquely by small strands of skin. A small amount of yellow discharge had begun to leak from the center- oh great. How was she supposed to clean this off. Options began to run through her head- churning in one big mixing pot of ideas. Packs had healers, right? Well, maybe... she wasn't so sure-

The scent shot into her nostrils, and in an instant the she was on her feet. Swiveling, eyes locked onto the disheveled figure of X'yrin. Though the auburn female hadn't seemed to have noticed Lyris.

"X'yrin." the youth uttered softly, dropping her head and pulling her ears back in a quick submissive gesture.


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