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up in flames - Triell - Apr 16, 2012 [dohtml]
He could breathe again! He savored the cool air, tasting it on the tip of his pink tongue, and forcing it deep within his lungs. Alive, he was alive, but not just him.... He cast his head to make sure the smaller dappled wolf was not about to fall apart. She seemed on the edge of a nervous breakdown, and if she did his mind was empty of how to draw her back to the light. Thankfully she appeared only cold, and when his yellow eyes settled upon her she seemed quite thin. He was shaking more from the rigid movement of his muscles, the fight against the lagoon rather than the cold. He pushed himself up to his paws, ready to try to help her again, much like he'd done Ice after his failed fishing lessons. He could not bring himself to move, his legs did not feel his own. His tail wagged, and he ushered a bright smile upon her thanks, and her name. It was a sweet name, suiting her. The time being he did not want to disturb her in her small, curled up ball. He figured he would shrug off the gratitude an offer his name, but his tongue felt like the sand he sat upon. The sound from Ava had him twitching around to see if she was going to make it. The sputtered out a name, not water, and his tail gave another beat. up in flames - Aniu - Apr 17, 2012 She suddenly realised she had allowed herself to settle in a completely sodden state and rose herself to her spindly legs before giving a good shake. Luckily she was far enough from the others that her errant drops wouldn’t add to their own saturation, but the rain was still falling. It was hopeless. She contained the howl she wanted to throw at the sky and sufficed with small whimpers instead as she settled on her hindquarters and tried to muffle the small whines that were trying to escape from her chest. up in flames - Ava - Apr 17, 2012 She turned her eyes upon the male when he spoke, his voice sounding so much different coming through clean air, unblemished by the crashing waves or the raging fire. Triell was a name she would not soon forget. Ava was certain he was just being modest, or perhaps he just didn't realize the resonance of his actions. Either way she swore to it that somewhere along the line she would pay it forward, not only for her life but for the tiny grey creature trembling opposite to her. There came a slim smile across her dark face as reality began to return to the she-wolf. Once again she felt the drops of rain and the cold ground beneath her body, the way the storm winds made her cold and the weight of the water in her fur. And regardless of all these bad things, she was just happy to be alive. That's why Triell's words created such an... interesting reaction in the dark she-wolf. In a very psychotic break-esque manner, Ava's jaws suddenly broke apart and a trill of laughter escaped her throat. She snapped them back shut before the sound had finished, a muffled giggle sounding a moment longer before she swallowed and transformed it into a smile. "I swear I am not crazy. It's just... I mean, we are safe. That's crazy. We didn't die!" Her tone became so optimistically celebratory toward the end of her ramble that it gained in pitch to an obnoxious tone she was quite surprised and a little embarrassed to hear flying out of her mouth. So she just laughed again, trying to distract them from the noise as quickly as possible. The tip of her tail had begun an involuntary twitch of utter joy, one so concentrated it couldn't possibly translate out all the way into her tail. Desperately she tried to shake the utter excitement out of her, in case they really did start to think the water had drowned her of all sense, but the stupid smile was awful difficult to control. She shifted her attention, hoping they would both do the same, landing her bright gaze on Aniu once again. Softly she called, "Fire's gone, Ani. Where's the problem?" It was difficult to discern whether or not her actions were caused by the cold, or the rain, or the fact that they almost died, or perhaps something else completely unrelated to the issues at hand. She swung her head around, searching for some form of shelter to perhaps ease the grey female's pain, though she shuddered at the far-off trees. Ava wasn't sure if they ought to trust those while the sky was still black. Maybe talking would work off a little of the pent up neuroticism, much like Ava's laughing fit had done for her. She didn't discard the idea of finding a place out of the rain, but she did turn back to Aniu, hoping for an answer to show the way to a solution. up in flames - Triell - Apr 20, 2012 I keep picturing Ani like shrinking behind Triell, and like slowly inching away from them xD [dohtml]
He briefly noticed the silvery wisp of a wolf moving. Staring at her seemed like a bad thing, and he watched her indirectly when she shuffled herself about. First ridding herself of the rain, and than almost looking like she might shoot off lickety split. His ears thought he might of heard her crying, the small pelts of rain, and his own shaken comfort zone had him wondering if they were coming from his own throat. That would be ridiculous. He hadn't whined since he was a child. He felt much like one now. up in flames - Aniu - Apr 22, 2012 His words caught her attention, all her fear forgotten for a short moment as another flash of what she had been coursed through her body. The realisation just left her dejected though. She had friends, and she had lost them, and now she didn’t know where to find them. Maybe if she ever did, she would ask to join their pack, but her experiences with the packs so far hadn’t been the greatest. Apparently they had little need for the meek. up in flames - Ava - Apr 22, 2012 Though Ava was elated that they had survived the perils of flame and water, she couldn't help but heed Triell's words about the sick pattern of (his) life, her worried amber eyes flickering back to the groups of trees nearby. They had survived one unfortunate event, but the storm was still reeling on with all the words: rain, thunder, and that bastard responsible for their mess, lightning. Who was to say it wouldn't rear its ugly head for a repeat performance? The longer she laid there, heaving breaths and being pelted by rain water, the more likely the reoccurance seemed. Ava knew she had to remain calm, but her racing mind was certainly doing all it could to push her over toward the edge of sanity. Desperate to put her attention somewhere else, she glanced back over to Triell. The black male had taken her lead of looking around for someplace safe and dry to take Aniu to, lest the suffer a mental breakdown the next time a drop of rain smacked her in the forehead, but he had suddenly stopped looking and was instead staring resiliently at a further hillside. Ava squinted into the darkness, her brow furrowing as she saw nothing. If he suddenly went loony too, she would go ahead and let herself lose it. Then there would be three water-logged psychos in one place - what fun! But as it turned out, Triell was not looney. Another bolt of lightning crackled through the black clouds and, much like it had done for the other black wolf, gave Ava a glance of a depression in the side of the hill. Duh, he had found shelter. How could she have been so obtuse? It worried her that the grey female had nothing to say in response, but her sides were still moving - there was still life in that little body yet. Ava half expected whatever flame was left burning in her soul to snuff out at will, though, so she rose to her paws and lifted her head, eyes on the prize of shelter. "Triell's found something, Ani," she announced, loudly, in case the girl was lost somewhere in her head and needed to be jolted back to reality. "We can make it to that little nook in the hillside and we'll be out of the storm at last, I promise." Then she stalked forward, paws squishing into the soaked earth with a grimace. Yuck, they really needed to get out of this rain. Over her shoulder she glanced at Aniu, hoping she would make it to the hillside in one piece physically and mentally. If not, she and Triell would have to get her there somehow. Ava did her best to remain positive, to try and think of it as an adventure... but damn it, when was the adventure going to end? up in flames - Triell - Apr 27, 2012 [dohtml]
call me superman? The more silver female did not seem any less scared, she was not total hostage by fear. His voice had done the trick in coaxing her closer, and some how he thought in time she would become a different wolf before his eyes. The moment was not now, and upon another flash of lightning the hole in the hillside became more real. It was then he took his chance, moving directly toward it with his eyes fiercely upon it. He was not going to die in this storm. And he repeated this in his mind. up in flames - Aniu - May 03, 2012 Sorry this has taken so terribly long... It was probably fortunate the static coloured female was so small. Inching her way forwards as quickly as her shaking body would allow, she made her way to the back of the opening in the hillside. Thankfully it was larger inside than it looked but she still attempted to make herself disappear into the earthy wall to make room for the two larger wolves. Another crack of thunder rolled across the lagoon but it was hardly heard within the confines of the abandoned den. up in flames - Ava - May 04, 2012 (shall we wrap up? <3) Somehow it all worked out this time - Triell took off ahead to scope it out and sounded the all-clear. Thank the stars that their trecherous day wouldn't include an encounter with a bear. Aniu took off at a surpisingly quick pace she hadn't thought her to be capable of, though she was still skittish as ever, and as such Ava took up the rear. She only bared the pelting rain and rumbling clouds and the mud that splashed upon her with every step that she took by hoping this was the absolute last of it. Such a mantra running through her head gave her what little strength she used to trudge across the messy earth, all the way up to the give in the hillside. When the little one chided them to come inside Ava couldn't help but give her a quizzical look, unsure of what had just happened. Perhaps the female was extremely different outside of a panic attack? Who knew. It was a consideration for a time when her brain was actually fully functioning, she decided, creeping within the cave. The bear scent was plenty old and that was all the confidence she needed to call it a night within its walls. It wasn't a roomy fit, but it was comfortable enough. Truth be told Ava didn't really care how many wolves they were trying to stuff in here, she just cared that they had escaped the storm finally. Like their salt-and-pepper colored friend she would scooch against the wall as well as she could so there would be plenty of room for their savior to rest as well. After all, his comfort had to matter more than their's for the sheer fact that he had saved their sorry asses. Who knew that such a wild adventure would really take everything out of you? Now that she was safe exhaustion could take her, immediately as she curled up on the dirt floor of the cave. With the last of her slipping consciousness she would budge up as much as possible so everyone else could do the same as she. Then her eyelids fell and it was all over for her, basically passing out at that very moment right there. She'd sleep soundly as if the storm wasn't still wailing outside, which it would for hours still. By the break of dawn's grey light the storm had come to a close but left in its wake toppled branches (plus the smokey tree), a high level of water in the lagoon, a gentle layer of mist and of course mud. Mud everywhere. Beneath the smell of smoke and dirt and general moistness there was a hint of something she knew, vaguely, coming off Triell. It took a second of intense staring to realize what it was: Swift River's pack smell. Eyes wise, she rose as silently as she could to her paws. He had done the greatest deed of all, saving her, but that didn't mean he did not owe it to the loyalty of his pack to seek and destroy the very scent of Naira and Rhysis, which Ava carried among her own nasty post-storm rank. Briefly her amber gaze flickered to Aniu, ears flattening on her head. Hopefully they wouldn't think terrible things of her for running this morning, but they could sort themselves out, couldn't they? Not a moment to lose, she set off on her flight paws away from the cave and the lagoon and the charred remnants of that insane storm to return to Poison Path packlands, sorely dreading the mountain passes that would take her home. |