Werewolves (RP 3): A Time to Teach and Hunt (04/11-12/11)
Quote from Indy on August 22, 2018, 2:40 amMay:
Kratos turned swiftly after the stranger and took up the chase. He knew she would find her target quickly; she did not want to challenge an opponent whom she could not kill, but she also didn't wish to be controlled..
Kratos knew the pattern of the monster by now, he knew how it thought and how it would react. It wanted blood and death, as Timothy so clearly stated last full moon. Fear was the monster's source of both power and limitation; it's deciding factor; the one true emotion it would ever allow itself to experience..
Knowing this pattern allowed the Alpha to manipulate it, whether in himself or others and he would let the Stranger find her target. If the Spy was beaten a bit by the rage of the Stranger before Kratos got there then it would be a mercy, for then he would be spared from the wrath of the Alpha!
May:
Kratos turned swiftly after the stranger and took up the chase. He knew she would find her target quickly; she did not want to challenge an opponent whom she could not kill, but she also didn't wish to be controlled..
Kratos knew the pattern of the monster by now, he knew how it thought and how it would react. It wanted blood and death, as Timothy so clearly stated last full moon. Fear was the monster's source of both power and limitation; it's deciding factor; the one true emotion it would ever allow itself to experience..
Knowing this pattern allowed the Alpha to manipulate it, whether in himself or others and he would let the Stranger find her target. If the Spy was beaten a bit by the rage of the Stranger before Kratos got there then it would be a mercy, for then he would be spared from the wrath of the Alpha!
Quote from Indy on August 22, 2018, 2:40 amKaqurei:
Levi was getting tired. As his adrenaline and energy ran out though, so too did the "flight" part of his fight or flight reaction. He'd been able to slip some distance ahead of his persuers in the brief distraction when they had met... he used his time now to sharpen his mind and prepare a plan.
He kept up a brisk run as he padded through the thick of the forest. The ground was sloping upward now; he was about to be climbing a mountain. But he was familiar with this area--he'd scouted it last week and had been "camping" here for some time. His scent was always masked--had to be--but there was enough of it here that he hoped to throw off the trackers for at least a little while.
He paused a mere moment, panting hard, and listened for any sound of the female or alpha. Nothing yet, but he knew at least one of them would be coming soon. He made a quick glance around his surroudings; the tall pines whose dark boughs melted in to the black skyline above... above... ah, and there was the Midnight Lady, watching him even now. He'd always been fond of her pretty white face, but it seemed to him now that she was laughing spitefully at him.
He shook the thought from his head. He didn't have time anymore. He could smell the female now--she was close. A faint smile tugged at the corners of his wolf mouth and at last a plan started to take shape in his mind. That's right, he thought, Come and get me. He slipped over to one of the great pines and brushed up against it like a cat, purposely leaving traces of his fur caught in the rough bark. Then he darted ahead again--running along old paths he'd taken before and mingling his fresh scent with that of his old one. But here and there he'd leave a little hint as to where he was headed. He didn't want to completely lose her, after all.
His run was softer now, so that he would leave only the lightest footprints in the soft rich-smelling earth as he made his way up the mountain towards a rocky cleft-filled slope.
There was only one way to have even half a chance to beat this foe... he needed an element of surprise on his side.
Kaqurei:
Levi was getting tired. As his adrenaline and energy ran out though, so too did the "flight" part of his fight or flight reaction. He'd been able to slip some distance ahead of his persuers in the brief distraction when they had met... he used his time now to sharpen his mind and prepare a plan.
He kept up a brisk run as he padded through the thick of the forest. The ground was sloping upward now; he was about to be climbing a mountain. But he was familiar with this area--he'd scouted it last week and had been "camping" here for some time. His scent was always masked--had to be--but there was enough of it here that he hoped to throw off the trackers for at least a little while.
He paused a mere moment, panting hard, and listened for any sound of the female or alpha. Nothing yet, but he knew at least one of them would be coming soon. He made a quick glance around his surroudings; the tall pines whose dark boughs melted in to the black skyline above... above... ah, and there was the Midnight Lady, watching him even now. He'd always been fond of her pretty white face, but it seemed to him now that she was laughing spitefully at him.
He shook the thought from his head. He didn't have time anymore. He could smell the female now--she was close. A faint smile tugged at the corners of his wolf mouth and at last a plan started to take shape in his mind. That's right, he thought, Come and get me. He slipped over to one of the great pines and brushed up against it like a cat, purposely leaving traces of his fur caught in the rough bark. Then he darted ahead again--running along old paths he'd taken before and mingling his fresh scent with that of his old one. But here and there he'd leave a little hint as to where he was headed. He didn't want to completely lose her, after all.
His run was softer now, so that he would leave only the lightest footprints in the soft rich-smelling earth as he made his way up the mountain towards a rocky cleft-filled slope.
There was only one way to have even half a chance to beat this foe... he needed an element of surprise on his side.
Quote from Indy on August 22, 2018, 2:40 amMariel:
Kieoki had been watching for Timothy to come running out from the house, and so when a shadowy figure suddenly shot out, she was taken off-guard. But quick as a whip, Timothy was on the figure's tail as he ran with some sort of box in his mouth. Kieoki was following a second later and was sprinting towards the fence when Timothy jumped over and suddenly let out a cry of pain. Confused, Kieoki stopped short of the fence and watched as a...bison? attacked Timothy. Kieoki's eyes widened and she watched in shocked silence as Timothy managed to vault back over the fence. Thank god the bison didn't go on a rampage and chase after him.
Backing away slowly as Timothy limped away, Kieoki soon turned around herself and padded after him. Needless to say, he didn't get very far before he crumpled to the ground and started examining his wounds. Kieoki padded up to him slowly, wiping away her shocked face and voiding it of emotion so she wouldn't scare or freak out Timothy. In fact, when she saw him looking at the wounds, Kieoki did a short mental battle about reasoning with her wolf, who easily gave up and vanished, before Kieoki shifted back into her human form.
As soon as she was human she knelt down, making sure she was below Timothy's head before she spoke, holding out her hands in a simple non-threatening gesture. "Timothy. You know me, I am a packmate. There's no need to be afraid, I'm just going to wrap your wound so we can make it back to the rest of the pack okay?" Kieoki said slowly in case he had trouble understanding English in his wolf form.
Kieoki proceeded to reach under her dress, and untied her sash from her leg. Pulling the blood colored sash out from under her dress, she scooted a bit closer to Timothy, enough so that she could reach the wound that bison gave him. Kieoki glanced it over for a moment, determining that she couldn't do anything more than to try and stop the bleeding. Moving slowly, she gently started wrapping the sash around the wounds, hoping that Timothy would recognize her or trust her enough not to claw her to shreds. But if he did, she wasn't going to shift back to her wolf form. No, that would enrage him more. She'd just take the pain and shift after she finished wrapping the wound.
Mariel:
Kieoki had been watching for Timothy to come running out from the house, and so when a shadowy figure suddenly shot out, she was taken off-guard. But quick as a whip, Timothy was on the figure's tail as he ran with some sort of box in his mouth. Kieoki was following a second later and was sprinting towards the fence when Timothy jumped over and suddenly let out a cry of pain. Confused, Kieoki stopped short of the fence and watched as a...bison? attacked Timothy. Kieoki's eyes widened and she watched in shocked silence as Timothy managed to vault back over the fence. Thank god the bison didn't go on a rampage and chase after him.
Backing away slowly as Timothy limped away, Kieoki soon turned around herself and padded after him. Needless to say, he didn't get very far before he crumpled to the ground and started examining his wounds. Kieoki padded up to him slowly, wiping away her shocked face and voiding it of emotion so she wouldn't scare or freak out Timothy. In fact, when she saw him looking at the wounds, Kieoki did a short mental battle about reasoning with her wolf, who easily gave up and vanished, before Kieoki shifted back into her human form.
As soon as she was human she knelt down, making sure she was below Timothy's head before she spoke, holding out her hands in a simple non-threatening gesture. "Timothy. You know me, I am a packmate. There's no need to be afraid, I'm just going to wrap your wound so we can make it back to the rest of the pack okay?" Kieoki said slowly in case he had trouble understanding English in his wolf form.
Kieoki proceeded to reach under her dress, and untied her sash from her leg. Pulling the blood colored sash out from under her dress, she scooted a bit closer to Timothy, enough so that she could reach the wound that bison gave him. Kieoki glanced it over for a moment, determining that she couldn't do anything more than to try and stop the bleeding. Moving slowly, she gently started wrapping the sash around the wounds, hoping that Timothy would recognize her or trust her enough not to claw her to shreds. But if he did, she wasn't going to shift back to her wolf form. No, that would enrage him more. She'd just take the pain and shift after she finished wrapping the wound.
Quote from Indy on August 22, 2018, 2:41 amCathannah:
"Don't do that Kieoki!" Toby's timid voice cried as his large werewolf form lept from the bushes. Cautious of Timothy, he gently but firmly seized the human girl into his arms and brought her away from the injured werewolf. Then he quickly set her down.
"Kieoki, what were you doing?" He gasped, out of breath from either a long run or a sudden adrenaline rush.
In truth, Toby had been back at the cabins not a few minutes ago, sitting boredly and waiting for the others to come back. He could tell that a lot was going on in the dark forest due to distant sounds and smells. Suddenly, he'd felt that one of the pack members were in real danger and had come running as fast as he could. He couldn't really explain it, not even to himself, but this had always happened to him- Though mostly it was for Granmama.. After taking a good look at Timothy, Toby kinda wondered breifly if it was Kieoki he'd sensed was indanger, or if it had been Timothy.
Cathannah:
"Don't do that Kieoki!" Toby's timid voice cried as his large werewolf form lept from the bushes. Cautious of Timothy, he gently but firmly seized the human girl into his arms and brought her away from the injured werewolf. Then he quickly set her down.
"Kieoki, what were you doing?" He gasped, out of breath from either a long run or a sudden adrenaline rush.
In truth, Toby had been back at the cabins not a few minutes ago, sitting boredly and waiting for the others to come back. He could tell that a lot was going on in the dark forest due to distant sounds and smells. Suddenly, he'd felt that one of the pack members were in real danger and had come running as fast as he could. He couldn't really explain it, not even to himself, but this had always happened to him- Though mostly it was for Granmama.. After taking a good look at Timothy, Toby kinda wondered breifly if it was Kieoki he'd sensed was indanger, or if it had been Timothy.
Quote from Indy on August 22, 2018, 2:41 amMae:
The trees creaked and a slow wind swept beneath the leaves. The moon sat in her lofty seat above the forest and looked pityingly down at the darkness of which she was given charge. Her robes were that of the brilliant light, a mere reflection of the sun whom was so much greater than she, of whom she admired for the hope of morning which he brought.. But for her, the white moon, her sentence was to watch the creeping things of night and the looming threat of darkness, being but the lesser light and so often thought as a wicked omen by those which she governed..
But in this time of the world, blood was shed both night and day by careless hands and tainted minds. Such was the reason Ulric Shragron took up his journey away from those whom he dearly loved to find a better place to call home.
After returning to the house of his adoptive father and mother, Ulric asked to be excused of his pack in secret, that he may join his adoptive brother away in the country. This was granted the lad by his father and Alpha, thus he had gone away in secret and was not followed.
But on this dreadful night, Ulric arrived at his destination and found the ranch empty and locked tight. So he went up into the mountains where he was sure that Kratos' pack could be found, knowing full well that he would be treated as an enemy and likely attacked.
Yet on this night Ulric would not meet with his brother's pack as a whole, instead, he would come steadily across a single member alone, laying in her own blood at the mercy of the first beast to find her.
Stepping lightly through the forest, the auburn eyes of the young lad shimmered dimly in the light of the moon. He felt the tension in the forest as he had been trained to, and knew all too well that a great conflict was brimming here. Then he came to a place where the air smelled strongly of blood and his pace halted completely.
Ulric knew immediately upon catching the scent that it was the blood of a werewolf, but he heard no noise to indicate a fight. He assumed that the fight must have already been won in that case, but he knew that whomever had lost was just a few ways in front of him.. Whether or not the victim was dead, Ulric did not yet know, but he wondered if he had it in him to advance and examine a mutilated corpse.
At length Ulric decided to step forward. He made up his mind that if he saw anything which disturbed him and this victim was actually was dead, he would turn immediately and leave the dead to rest.. However, Ulric never did such a thing.
Upon stepping into the area where the wounded werewolf stood or lay, Ulric couldn't tell which one in the dark, he saw that she was grievously injured and weak. Yet he also saw that she was full of determination for survival, else she would have given up by now.
Obviously, Ulric did not approach. He was a stranger here, and he knew that even family members ought to be cautious while approaching an injured werewolf.
"Woman," He whispered. "may I help you?"
Ulric knew not whether she was conscious enough to hear him for she had lost a lot of blood, but he turned his palms out in a gesture to show her he meant no harm.
It was then that Ulric finally recognized this werewolf as the woman he had met on the ranch last month, but he could not even guess how she had ended up in this condition and completely alone..
****
Timothy passed slowly down the stairs of Zeit's cottage with the enclosed box in his mouth. His turquoise eyes darted back and forth in the darkness and his ears flickered constantly... Something was in here, he could sense it, and he stood ready to attack.
"It's him isn't it? He's come to get me for not killing her." Timothy hushed a growl to himself around the box in his mouth. "She'll die anyway, he doesn't need me to do it."
Timothy paused a moment in the living room. He could hear breathing without a shadow of a doubt; something was in here!
A vicious growl erupted from Timothy's throat and his hackles raised!
Then it happened! A human figure suddenly burst from the shadows and darted from the house at a breath taking pace!
Timothy was immediately after it growling and snarling wildly, and if he hadn't had a box in his mouth, the figure assuredly would have been dead before it crossed the porch!
But the stranger had luck on it's side and the two dashed out of the house across the fields at a rapid pace!
It looked as if Timothy would overtake the stranger before he/she could even cross the yard, and when the human figure jumped the fence in a single bound, it fell and rolled into Zeit's cattle pasture!
Timothy was over that fence faster than a wink and in the darkness, it seemed the end for the intruder.
But it was not the intruder whom cried out.. It was Timothy.
I strangled yelp was heard as a monstrous black shape emerged from field and appeared to plow directly into the young werewolf's body! Timothy scrambled away and a thundering vibration coursed through the ground as the massive shape rampaged forward!
It was then suddenly apparent that the shape which quickly gained the advantage was actually that of a large male bison! How he had gotten into Zeit's cattle pasture, who could have guessed, but it was definitely a bison.
Timothy retreated over the fence and dashed away from the cattle pasture with that box still in his mouth, and the bison seemed to be content after bashed the fence with his horns and braking a portion down. Then he stomped back and forth to make sure the werewolf did not do that again, and added a that he would jump that fence to end Timothy's carrier as a life form if he tried!
Needless to say, the young werewolf did not make the attempt again and limped as far away from the fence as he could manage.
.. The intruder had escaped and could neither be seen nor smelled beyond the fence..
Growling and snarling, probably lecturing himself within his mind, Timothy crumpled down on the grass to examine his wounds, but it was then that he finally caught notice of Kieoki's scent.
Mariel:
Being lifted bodily into the air was probably not the best thing that Toby could have done. She fought with him until he let her go and by the time she hit the ground she had shifted, spun on him, and slashed her claws across the side of Toby's face! In the few moments of utter fright and pure anger, Kieoki's inner wolf had taken over and she was fighting back. She growled, her wolf flashing back to the days when she fought for her life. She didn't realize that Toby was a part of the pack. No, that sane part of her was fuming in the back of her mind, egging her wolf on. Kieoki bared her teeth, fluffing up her fur as she threatened Toby. Another moment and she pushed her inner wolf away, shifting back to her human form as she walked back over towards Timothy, spitting at Toby,
"I was trying to help him you idiot. He's hurt!" Kieoki said, anger flashing in her eyes. she was having a considerably hard time keeping her inner wolf tamed, but she did so as she slowly walked back over to Timothy and to the unfinished wrapping of the wound. It was then that she realized she could smell blood. And if she smelled it, Timothy probably could too. Cursing to herself, she swiftly tore a strip from the bottom of her dress and grabbed Timothy's muzzle. Literally. In another moment she had it wrapped tightly around his nose, but left his mouth free so he could breathe. This way, he wouldn't smell the blood but would be able to breathe.
With another icy glare at Toby, Kieoki resumed her job, finishing wrapping Timothy's wounds as she hoped he wouldn't smell the blood. Now, it wasn't only her safety, but Toby's she had to worry about. But if it came down to it, she may just let Timothy have Toby...but no. She couldn't do that. She spoke with a sigh as she tied a knot. "Please Timothy. I know it's hard, but you can hold it in till we get back to the camp.
Mae:
The trees creaked and a slow wind swept beneath the leaves. The moon sat in her lofty seat above the forest and looked pityingly down at the darkness of which she was given charge. Her robes were that of the brilliant light, a mere reflection of the sun whom was so much greater than she, of whom she admired for the hope of morning which he brought.. But for her, the white moon, her sentence was to watch the creeping things of night and the looming threat of darkness, being but the lesser light and so often thought as a wicked omen by those which she governed..
But in this time of the world, blood was shed both night and day by careless hands and tainted minds. Such was the reason Ulric Shragron took up his journey away from those whom he dearly loved to find a better place to call home.
After returning to the house of his adoptive father and mother, Ulric asked to be excused of his pack in secret, that he may join his adoptive brother away in the country. This was granted the lad by his father and Alpha, thus he had gone away in secret and was not followed.
But on this dreadful night, Ulric arrived at his destination and found the ranch empty and locked tight. So he went up into the mountains where he was sure that Kratos' pack could be found, knowing full well that he would be treated as an enemy and likely attacked.
Yet on this night Ulric would not meet with his brother's pack as a whole, instead, he would come steadily across a single member alone, laying in her own blood at the mercy of the first beast to find her.
Stepping lightly through the forest, the auburn eyes of the young lad shimmered dimly in the light of the moon. He felt the tension in the forest as he had been trained to, and knew all too well that a great conflict was brimming here. Then he came to a place where the air smelled strongly of blood and his pace halted completely.
Ulric knew immediately upon catching the scent that it was the blood of a werewolf, but he heard no noise to indicate a fight. He assumed that the fight must have already been won in that case, but he knew that whomever had lost was just a few ways in front of him.. Whether or not the victim was dead, Ulric did not yet know, but he wondered if he had it in him to advance and examine a mutilated corpse.
At length Ulric decided to step forward. He made up his mind that if he saw anything which disturbed him and this victim was actually was dead, he would turn immediately and leave the dead to rest.. However, Ulric never did such a thing.
Upon stepping into the area where the wounded werewolf stood or lay, Ulric couldn't tell which one in the dark, he saw that she was grievously injured and weak. Yet he also saw that she was full of determination for survival, else she would have given up by now.
Obviously, Ulric did not approach. He was a stranger here, and he knew that even family members ought to be cautious while approaching an injured werewolf.
"Woman," He whispered. "may I help you?"
Ulric knew not whether she was conscious enough to hear him for she had lost a lot of blood, but he turned his palms out in a gesture to show her he meant no harm.
It was then that Ulric finally recognized this werewolf as the woman he had met on the ranch last month, but he could not even guess how she had ended up in this condition and completely alone..
****
Timothy passed slowly down the stairs of Zeit's cottage with the enclosed box in his mouth. His turquoise eyes darted back and forth in the darkness and his ears flickered constantly... Something was in here, he could sense it, and he stood ready to attack.
"It's him isn't it? He's come to get me for not killing her." Timothy hushed a growl to himself around the box in his mouth. "She'll die anyway, he doesn't need me to do it."
Timothy paused a moment in the living room. He could hear breathing without a shadow of a doubt; something was in here!
A vicious growl erupted from Timothy's throat and his hackles raised!
Then it happened! A human figure suddenly burst from the shadows and darted from the house at a breath taking pace!
Timothy was immediately after it growling and snarling wildly, and if he hadn't had a box in his mouth, the figure assuredly would have been dead before it crossed the porch!
But the stranger had luck on it's side and the two dashed out of the house across the fields at a rapid pace!
It looked as if Timothy would overtake the stranger before he/she could even cross the yard, and when the human figure jumped the fence in a single bound, it fell and rolled into Zeit's cattle pasture!
Timothy was over that fence faster than a wink and in the darkness, it seemed the end for the intruder.
But it was not the intruder whom cried out.. It was Timothy.
I strangled yelp was heard as a monstrous black shape emerged from field and appeared to plow directly into the young werewolf's body! Timothy scrambled away and a thundering vibration coursed through the ground as the massive shape rampaged forward!
It was then suddenly apparent that the shape which quickly gained the advantage was actually that of a large male bison! How he had gotten into Zeit's cattle pasture, who could have guessed, but it was definitely a bison.
Timothy retreated over the fence and dashed away from the cattle pasture with that box still in his mouth, and the bison seemed to be content after bashed the fence with his horns and braking a portion down. Then he stomped back and forth to make sure the werewolf did not do that again, and added a that he would jump that fence to end Timothy's carrier as a life form if he tried!
Needless to say, the young werewolf did not make the attempt again and limped as far away from the fence as he could manage.
.. The intruder had escaped and could neither be seen nor smelled beyond the fence..
Growling and snarling, probably lecturing himself within his mind, Timothy crumpled down on the grass to examine his wounds, but it was then that he finally caught notice of Kieoki's scent.
Mariel:
Being lifted bodily into the air was probably not the best thing that Toby could have done. She fought with him until he let her go and by the time she hit the ground she had shifted, spun on him, and slashed her claws across the side of Toby's face! In the few moments of utter fright and pure anger, Kieoki's inner wolf had taken over and she was fighting back. She growled, her wolf flashing back to the days when she fought for her life. She didn't realize that Toby was a part of the pack. No, that sane part of her was fuming in the back of her mind, egging her wolf on. Kieoki bared her teeth, fluffing up her fur as she threatened Toby. Another moment and she pushed her inner wolf away, shifting back to her human form as she walked back over towards Timothy, spitting at Toby,
"I was trying to help him you idiot. He's hurt!" Kieoki said, anger flashing in her eyes. she was having a considerably hard time keeping her inner wolf tamed, but she did so as she slowly walked back over to Timothy and to the unfinished wrapping of the wound. It was then that she realized she could smell blood. And if she smelled it, Timothy probably could too. Cursing to herself, she swiftly tore a strip from the bottom of her dress and grabbed Timothy's muzzle. Literally. In another moment she had it wrapped tightly around his nose, but left his mouth free so he could breathe. This way, he wouldn't smell the blood but would be able to breathe.
With another icy glare at Toby, Kieoki resumed her job, finishing wrapping Timothy's wounds as she hoped he wouldn't smell the blood. Now, it wasn't only her safety, but Toby's she had to worry about. But if it came down to it, she may just let Timothy have Toby...but no. She couldn't do that. She spoke with a sigh as she tied a knot. "Please Timothy. I know it's hard, but you can hold it in till we get back to the camp.
Quote from Indy on August 22, 2018, 2:41 amCathannah:
Toby yelped as he was struck, then recoiled from her with a whimper. "Kieoki... You're not supposed to touch a hurt werewolf if they don't have full control over their wolf form.." He timidly explained, rubbing the side of his face that was cut and bleeding. He was hurt more inside than he was outside, and her rude name for him didn't help him feel any better. Yes, he could see Timothy was hurt, but he had only been trying to help.
He watched dejectedly as Keoki moved back in. Tempted to try and grab her again, or coax her back, but now scared to go near her. Instead, he whimpered again and repeated his warning. "Don't go near him, Kieoki.."
Cathannah:
Toby yelped as he was struck, then recoiled from her with a whimper. "Kieoki... You're not supposed to touch a hurt werewolf if they don't have full control over their wolf form.." He timidly explained, rubbing the side of his face that was cut and bleeding. He was hurt more inside than he was outside, and her rude name for him didn't help him feel any better. Yes, he could see Timothy was hurt, but he had only been trying to help.
He watched dejectedly as Keoki moved back in. Tempted to try and grab her again, or coax her back, but now scared to go near her. Instead, he whimpered again and repeated his warning. "Don't go near him, Kieoki.."
Quote from Indy on August 22, 2018, 2:41 amMay:
Timothy's hackles raised when Kieoki approached. He did not move yet, but watched her and bared his teeth. Something was off; how could she take a human appearance with the whip of the Night Mistress hanging over her head?
The white in Timothy's eyes became steadily more apparent as Kieoki reached forward, and if at the moment her hand touched his wound, had Toby not pulled Kieoki away, she would have been dead. For without further warning, Timothy had dropped the box he carried and his jaws shot out toward Kieoki's neck with an aim to kill her instantly!
But Kieoki was saved by that act of which Toby payed with her claws against his face.
Timothy had a moment to recoil and calculate the situation, but after that moment had passed, Kieoki forcefully took his jaws in her hand and continued with the work she had begun.
Timothy became as stiff as stone and his heart pounded wildly under Kieoki's hand. "You... You will die." He whispered, and as quick as gunfire Timothy's large werewolf body had clasped Kieoki beneath him! His muzzle now freed and his grip on her so immense; he held her with such a truly unbelievable strength that even if she changed in an instant she would not be able to escape!
"Cold and still as I believed it; Death is it's name!!" Timothy shouted into Kieoki's face as his voice mingled with a horrible growl! His teeth prepared above her chest to end her life in moments!
Behind his eyes Timothy replayed his memory and fear of a unforgiving hand; the only human-being which had ever touched him outside battle.. Oh how he hated the yellow and red eyes of that cursed murderer! He feared the hand of his torturer; ever had it been that wretch which abused him then forcefully repaired him for his own demonic reasons!
May:
Timothy's hackles raised when Kieoki approached. He did not move yet, but watched her and bared his teeth. Something was off; how could she take a human appearance with the whip of the Night Mistress hanging over her head?
The white in Timothy's eyes became steadily more apparent as Kieoki reached forward, and if at the moment her hand touched his wound, had Toby not pulled Kieoki away, she would have been dead. For without further warning, Timothy had dropped the box he carried and his jaws shot out toward Kieoki's neck with an aim to kill her instantly!
But Kieoki was saved by that act of which Toby payed with her claws against his face.
Timothy had a moment to recoil and calculate the situation, but after that moment had passed, Kieoki forcefully took his jaws in her hand and continued with the work she had begun.
Timothy became as stiff as stone and his heart pounded wildly under Kieoki's hand. "You... You will die." He whispered, and as quick as gunfire Timothy's large werewolf body had clasped Kieoki beneath him! His muzzle now freed and his grip on her so immense; he held her with such a truly unbelievable strength that even if she changed in an instant she would not be able to escape!
"Cold and still as I believed it; Death is it's name!!" Timothy shouted into Kieoki's face as his voice mingled with a horrible growl! His teeth prepared above her chest to end her life in moments!
Behind his eyes Timothy replayed his memory and fear of a unforgiving hand; the only human-being which had ever touched him outside battle.. Oh how he hated the yellow and red eyes of that cursed murderer! He feared the hand of his torturer; ever had it been that wretch which abused him then forcefully repaired him for his own demonic reasons!
Quote from Indy on August 22, 2018, 2:41 amIndy:
Jackie braced for the impact that never came; her pack member, instead of making a beeline right for her, instead choose to circle her. Wary as ever over him, the she continued to stay crouched just in case he suddenly lashed out. Even that small effort seemed to drain her of energy and she panted like she had just run a marathon. He had to leave soon… she couldn’t wait much more. Her eyes glazed, having not the energy to blink or pay attention to what Timothy was doing. She was too tired. Too weak. The realization sunk like a knife.
And then she could hear Timothy pause, his breathe frenzied and repeating words that her mind was too tired to process. Even in her stupor, she could feel Timothy’s eyes burn right into. He spoke again, but this time she could hear the meaning of the words, as though her mind had been seeking for the comfort. Seconds later he was gone and everything was eerily quiet, like he had never even been there in the first place.
Raising her head, Jackie looked hopefully in the direction of the ranch. Her feet were stiff and moving them felt like moving continents. So she moved continents, using every bit of determination she had in her to push through. The air was bitter and cold, causing her to involuntarily shudder against it. Details of the forest stuck out like a sore thumb, yet focusing them together to form a coherent image was difficult. The forest suddenly seemed chaotic and confusing like a maze, and even a falling leaf seemed like something that shouldn’t be.
As her body began to falter, she suddenly became aware she had stopped moving. Again, she tried to pull out non-existent strength to pull herself forward, but found that she couldn’t do any more than stand there. Jackie wanted to snarl and rage that, after all she’d been through, it was all for nothing. But she didn’t have energy for that either. Yet she still furiously clung to her desire to live, and though she could no longer physically fight for it, found herself in a mental battle not to curl up and sleep.
Jackie soon became aware that what she had thought was a lonely vigil was in fact not lonely at all. There was another somewhere close to her; how long he had been there, she was not certain. She tensed through the spasmic shudders of her body and barred her teeth, intending at the very least to prepare for another attack (at this point, she expected any unannounced werewolf to attack). But to her surprise, when she raised her head to meet his eyes, saw control and compassion in him that an enemy wouldn’t have.
There was a level of familiarity to the stranger she couldn’t quite place. His voice was strong and soothing. Her mind was too tired to jump to paranoid conclusions on his intentions, and with little consideration, felt she could trust him. Any sign of fear melted away, and for once found her tongue free of any venomous remarks.
“Y-yes”. Her teeth chattered. She was freezing.
Suddenly she remembered. The black box! Urgency filled her she turned seriously towards the stranger.
“There’s a box a-at the ranch. Under my bed. ‘Has Medi-icine in. It. Need it or. I Won’t look so good. Dead.” Words spilled out through a series of chattered teeth, and though not entirely aware of whatever language she was speaking, she felt certain the stranger could decipher it.
Indy:
Jackie braced for the impact that never came; her pack member, instead of making a beeline right for her, instead choose to circle her. Wary as ever over him, the she continued to stay crouched just in case he suddenly lashed out. Even that small effort seemed to drain her of energy and she panted like she had just run a marathon. He had to leave soon… she couldn’t wait much more. Her eyes glazed, having not the energy to blink or pay attention to what Timothy was doing. She was too tired. Too weak. The realization sunk like a knife.
And then she could hear Timothy pause, his breathe frenzied and repeating words that her mind was too tired to process. Even in her stupor, she could feel Timothy’s eyes burn right into. He spoke again, but this time she could hear the meaning of the words, as though her mind had been seeking for the comfort. Seconds later he was gone and everything was eerily quiet, like he had never even been there in the first place.
Raising her head, Jackie looked hopefully in the direction of the ranch. Her feet were stiff and moving them felt like moving continents. So she moved continents, using every bit of determination she had in her to push through. The air was bitter and cold, causing her to involuntarily shudder against it. Details of the forest stuck out like a sore thumb, yet focusing them together to form a coherent image was difficult. The forest suddenly seemed chaotic and confusing like a maze, and even a falling leaf seemed like something that shouldn’t be.
As her body began to falter, she suddenly became aware she had stopped moving. Again, she tried to pull out non-existent strength to pull herself forward, but found that she couldn’t do any more than stand there. Jackie wanted to snarl and rage that, after all she’d been through, it was all for nothing. But she didn’t have energy for that either. Yet she still furiously clung to her desire to live, and though she could no longer physically fight for it, found herself in a mental battle not to curl up and sleep.
Jackie soon became aware that what she had thought was a lonely vigil was in fact not lonely at all. There was another somewhere close to her; how long he had been there, she was not certain. She tensed through the spasmic shudders of her body and barred her teeth, intending at the very least to prepare for another attack (at this point, she expected any unannounced werewolf to attack). But to her surprise, when she raised her head to meet his eyes, saw control and compassion in him that an enemy wouldn’t have.
There was a level of familiarity to the stranger she couldn’t quite place. His voice was strong and soothing. Her mind was too tired to jump to paranoid conclusions on his intentions, and with little consideration, felt she could trust him. Any sign of fear melted away, and for once found her tongue free of any venomous remarks.
“Y-yes”. Her teeth chattered. She was freezing.
Suddenly she remembered. The black box! Urgency filled her she turned seriously towards the stranger.
“There’s a box a-at the ranch. Under my bed. ‘Has Medi-icine in. It. Need it or. I Won’t look so good. Dead.” Words spilled out through a series of chattered teeth, and though not entirely aware of whatever language she was speaking, she felt certain the stranger could decipher it.
Quote from Indy on August 22, 2018, 2:41 amMay:
Ulric listened to Jackie's words carefully and gently slipped closer to her. "I understand." He replied.
Slowly and delicately Ulric extended his hand to Jackie's injured form and rested his padded hand softly on her shoulder. He could smell the chemical in her blood and knew why she had made her request; an allergic reaction on top of her loss of blood was too much for her body to handle.
Making a quick calculation, Ulric decided his next course of action. "Here now," He said. "I'm going to carry you to the ranch so we can get your medicine, is that okay? We'll get you to the ranch and take care of your wounds. You'll be alright."
Ulric set down a large bag which had been strapped across his back, and retrieved from the bag bandages, herbs, and medication which Resme had supplied some days prior. His hands were firm but gentle as he cleaned and wrapped as many of Jackie's wounds as could be managed with the limit of bandages provided. All the while he was mindful of her wishes and careful that he did not cause her further discomfort.
After slowing what he could of the blood flow, Ulric offered Jackie a pain-reliever then delicately helped her to her feet. He took her weight mainly on himself and aided her softly forward. He did not insist that she had to lean on him or be taken into his arms, but he walked with her and supported her; offering his strength to substitute for her own and did not excercise any authority over her.
May:
Ulric listened to Jackie's words carefully and gently slipped closer to her. "I understand." He replied.
Slowly and delicately Ulric extended his hand to Jackie's injured form and rested his padded hand softly on her shoulder. He could smell the chemical in her blood and knew why she had made her request; an allergic reaction on top of her loss of blood was too much for her body to handle.
Making a quick calculation, Ulric decided his next course of action. "Here now," He said. "I'm going to carry you to the ranch so we can get your medicine, is that okay? We'll get you to the ranch and take care of your wounds. You'll be alright."
Ulric set down a large bag which had been strapped across his back, and retrieved from the bag bandages, herbs, and medication which Resme had supplied some days prior. His hands were firm but gentle as he cleaned and wrapped as many of Jackie's wounds as could be managed with the limit of bandages provided. All the while he was mindful of her wishes and careful that he did not cause her further discomfort.
After slowing what he could of the blood flow, Ulric offered Jackie a pain-reliever then delicately helped her to her feet. He took her weight mainly on himself and aided her softly forward. He did not insist that she had to lean on him or be taken into his arms, but he walked with her and supported her; offering his strength to substitute for her own and did not excercise any authority over her.
Quote from Indy on August 22, 2018, 2:42 amCathannah:
The instant Timothy siezed Kieoki, Toby reacted without thinking- something he was doing a lot recently, and sprung across the distance onto Timothy's back. He'd barely even landed ontop of him before his paws got a firm grip on Timothy's fur and skin. Toby then threw all his weight to one side and rolled onto the dirt, hopefully bringing Timothy off Kieoki and sending him flying half way across the clearing.
For a boney cur, Toby was actually unbelievabley strong and fast.
Cathannah:
The instant Timothy siezed Kieoki, Toby reacted without thinking- something he was doing a lot recently, and sprung across the distance onto Timothy's back. He'd barely even landed ontop of him before his paws got a firm grip on Timothy's fur and skin. Toby then threw all his weight to one side and rolled onto the dirt, hopefully bringing Timothy off Kieoki and sending him flying half way across the clearing.
For a boney cur, Toby was actually unbelievabley strong and fast.
