[P]Limping Home

Neela Garcia · 05-05-2012, 06:58 PM

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Set very early 5th, about 4am.

Everything hurt. That was all that Neela could think as she stumbled through the trees inside Casa territory. It was all she could let herself think, because actually processing what had just happened would mean breaking down, and Neela needed to get back to the fort.

Her son had appeared from nowhere, and attacked her. Somehow the boy had managed to track Neel all the way up from Mexico and hunt her down in the middle of the night. Neela had been taken by surprise and easily subdued and even though Grynn had tried to defend her-"

Grynn.

Neela tried to not think about her but all of a sudden she couldn’t help but feel the small, still body in her hand. The physical wounds Neela could shrug off and much as it distressed her Neela had been running over what might happen if her family found her ever since she left but this, Grynn dying, was something she had never expected.

Pain, pain. Focus on the pain. Neela repeated that like a mantra and it worked, largely because there was so much pain to focus on. The attack had left her in very bad shape, some of her ribs definitely felt broken and every step sent a wave of pain radiating outwards, small cuts littered her body and two severe gashes adorned her left arm and leg, leaving her with one arm hanging uselessly and a limp respectively.

After what seemed a lifetime Neela finally passed the archway into the fort, her eyes roving the darkness hungrily to pick the house she and Tony had taken out of the darkness. There was a light on inside, leaving one of the windows illuminated. Neela tried to move forwards but fresh pain from her ribs sent her tumbling to the ground, pain from the fall causing her to black out for a few seconds.

Desperately Neela tried to howl for help but the sound came out weak and wet, more of a loud cough than a true how, and left small droplets of blood running down her lips.

Defiance suddenly burned deep inside her. She had lived through storms, survived five winters and travelled the length of the continent in an oversized fishing boat. She refused to die here! Somehow Neela marshalled some strength from somewhere and let out a clear bark, chest screaming in protest, before flopping back down onto the ground, watching dimly as blood flowed from her wounds into the dirt.

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Tony Marino-Knight · 05-06-2012, 08:23 AM

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bad post is bad

He wasn't quite sure why Neela had gone out, or even where. Then again she might have told him, but he'd been too tired. So for a few hours now he'd been laying on the mattress in his room. It must have been really, really early. Because it was dead silent and it was very dark, with hardly any stars out. He'd been worried, not used to having Neela far away from him. She'd been close by recently, and that was something Tony prefered. Without Neela to keep him company, he'd gone to bed with a whiskey bottle. So, perhaps now he was only somewhat sober. Drinking to ease his mind. But Tony had a strong mind and his fears poked through the liquid shawl. 'Where is she...' he asked the air with a edge of pleading in his voice, but his contemplation was cut short by a howl. 'Neela... Neela!'

He cast aside the bottle, letting it shatter against the wall as he scrambled to his feet. He stumbled through tiredness and the alcohol to the front door, which had only just been renovated, before finding trouble opening it and half pulling it off his hinges to get out. Tony stood for a moment, letting his eyes adjust before zeroing in on Neela. 'Neela!' The earthy male rushed over a seized the woman, pulling her up into his arms and rushing inside to his mattress and looking around for towels, blankets, anything to stop the bleeding. He curled up beside her and petted her hair, 'What happened?'

Tony Marino-Knight · 06-04-2012, 09:44 AM

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bad post is bad~

Tony's ears found themselves glue to his head fiercely, his mind and emotions fused and blended somewhere between anger, pity and heartbreak. He couldn't believe someone would ever want to hurt someone this much. We, more like he couldn't fathom why before, but he could now. He wanted to rip throats now. But Neela's health was more important at the moment. 'Shh, don' talk if y' can't, don' out y'self out love...' he said gently, stroking her hair gently. He let his tongue dirt gently over the top of her snout, trying his best to comfort her while anger raged dimly through his veins. Tony wanted to ask who attacked her but hung back for a moment, soon he realised it was too important to let go. He'd have to tell his father. Petting her softly, he asked with heavy reluctance. 'Who did it, babe? Y' can tell me...'

As Neela began to struggle he tried his best to keep her pinned to the best. It was too dangerous for her to get up. ''Neela, siddown. Y' don' wanna do any more damage to y'self...' The collie hybrid soon flopped down tiredly on the soft bed. 'Grynn? Oh...' his ears dropped again and looked towards the door. 'You wan' me t' go an' get 'er, or y' wan me to jus' bury 'er?' he asked, hugging her tightly, determined to keep her safe.

'Don' worry, ain't nothin' gonna get y' 'ere, love...'

Tony Marino-Knight · 06-30-2012, 12:28 PM

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really shit very short post ;-;

'Shit...' His brain said at the mention of her son. He didn't say it, but he though it, 'Shoulda got ridda th' thin' before it' wer' born, eh?' He couldn't risk upsetting Neela any more than that night had already. 'Don' worry babe...' he crooned, keeping a hold of her tightly. 'Ain' nuffin gonna get y' now...'. Tony stood up, glancing down towards Neela. 'Now are y' sure y' wanna see 'er?' he said, imagining the bird broken and bloody. He really didn't want to deal with another batch of hysterics from Neela. He didn't think he could handle it well. He'd seen her upset enough already.

He left dutifully. Moving quickly because he couldn't bear to be away from her. He found the bird quickly. Yep. Broken and mangled just as he envisioned.A tear felt from his eye as he scooped the bird up and ran back to the house. Laying the creature on the bed he went back to care for Neela. 'Everythin's gonna be fine, babe, ah tell y'...'

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