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When The Wind Blows Wild - Makita - Feb 20, 2011 [dohtml] solid; border-bottom:1px #000000 solid">
| OOC: Oh my goodness... I honestly didn't know.. xD Makita's eyes glanced to the white she - wolf, the whites of her eyes clearly visible as fear surged through her. The bears claws had dug deep into her skin and thick, scarlet red liquid flowed out, staining the snow. She had never been so happy so see the she - wolf. Makita's eyes watched the bear for a minute. He threw himself into the air and then down on Makita. The she - wolf was thrown onto her back, exposing her stomach. A shrill scream escaped Makita's throat, though she wasn't backing down. As the bear's muzzle came closer to her stomach, she bit into his nose as hard as she could. Of course, it probably didn't hurt him, but it distracted him. "Help!" she yowled, throwing her paws around wildly. The situation was crazy. Why Makita was trapped under a bear was beyond her knowledge. Strength was in the Kokki family, but Makita couldn't think about fighting the bear right now. Escaping was her biggest thing. The bear threw his head down to grab her up with his paws, his claws sinking into Makita's side. She let ouy a yowl of pain and tossed her jaws wildly at the bear, occasionally wrapping her jaws around parts of his body. The bear had her in a hard hold, and Makita could feel his claws inside her. She pushed at his stomach as hard as she could, kicking and snarling - trying to hide her fear. |
They were kidding, right?
All the guilt in the world sat squarely on his shoulders as he was forced to listen to her lonely, fading words. His ears flattened as he set himself against going back, seeing no real need to do so. She had made her stance obvious, and though he was somewhat mistaken, Kinis didn't believe that she'd have any more need of his presence than the older, more capable female's. He was better off just leaving them both well alone.
The second howl, however, brought him skidding to a halt, eyes wide with shock and fear. She... he must have misheard that! Was she serious, or just demanding attention?
Ears high, whole body on alert, Kinis turned on his heel and stared sightlessly in the direction he had just come. This time, he could hear it clearly, the sound of a bear, and he was just speechless. What the hell was a bear doing traipsing about at this time of year?! How had it managed to sneak up on them?! Just - what? Despite his instincts telling him to run, he was almost egged on by his sheer disbelief that this could possibly be happening. Promising to keep a wide berth of the magical bear, he began a steady lope back to his last meal site. He had no idea what he intended to do upon arrival.
Lo an behold, it was true. He could hear the snarls and yelps and thumps after he could smell proof in the air, and it was with wide eyes that he all but crept back onto the scene, staring as the white wolf heroically tried to defend the younger from attack. It was futile, surely? The bear looked to have gotten the yearling in his claws, and that would spell nothing but the end! Kinis eyed the teeth and nails on that thing, shuddering at the mere notion of the muscles and strength that went along with it. He was sure that the beast could have been more powerful than this had he emerged on a more likely date, but he still outmatched a wolf.
Questions questions questions raced through his mind, and he stored the more desperate, bewildering ones for a later date, for now forced to let them overwhelm them. Why would the older wolf do this? How come the younger wasn't dead? Did altruism really exist, then? Wasn't she thinking of this other wolf under her care? What if they both died? Why was this bear even here? Why was it bothering to attack? It surely had nothing to gain.
It all felt like a bad joke, and Kinis stood there, dumbstruck, every sensible bone in his body demanding that he flee again and leave the brave fools to their fate.
OOC: XDD! Poor Makita.. not gonna walk away from this if that keeps up... ;)
When the lumbering beast kept its attention on the younger wolf, Vlarindara moved, her long legs carrying her towards the animal and vaulting her towards its neck. Powerful jaws were open to snap at the things neck and throat, while working to keep her body from getting in range of the jaws or claws of the thing. Seeing as the claws were currently burried in the canines body.. his jaws were really the only danger, and she was behind though by attacking at its neck. She had a thought go through her head.. of how familiar this was... and how odd to be on the opposite end of the run in with the bear.. but she wouldn't change it.. That just wasn't in her nature.. like it hadn't been in Bordens to leave the gaunt, skinny white female to her death at the jaws of the bear attacking her.
It was a joke, no doubt about that. Kinis' eyes all but popped out of his head as he watched the improbable battle unfold, the wolves acting as though they had a chance... For a moment, the boy actually felt bad for not joining in. Watching the older female jump in so selflessly made him look awful by comparison, but then he had to look at the facts. What purpose would he serve in this conflict save as a distraction - or worse, a meatshield? And it wasn't like he'd be a shield for long. The bear would break him in one swipe, and it would be bye bye Kinis. Nothing was to be gained.
In the face of his own doom, Kinis took one fearful step back. The inclination to just run was growing exponentially. If they had been a short distance from his family's lands, he may have considered a howl for help, though reconsidered even that notion. Why should he endanger his sibling's lives? This wolf had fed him... but she clearly had a death wish. That or a hero complex.
Another step back took him further away, but, on the off chance the opportunity would arise to help without risking his own life, Kinis still resisted fleeing.
O O C | Angier wasn’t formally introduced into Relic Lore until Feb. 14th, and assuming the day this thread takes place is the 4th, I s’pose he was just making his way toward Cedarwood.
The burnt bark of trees didn’t faze Angier as he walked through the Wildwood; the change in scenery, though eerie and unsettling, was rather welcoming despite the scent of ashes and burnt debris. The pursuit of a doe had brought him away from the base of the mountain side where he had been currently residing in the landmark’s shadow, but the cries of ”Help!”, “Be - Be c-careful!” and ”GO!” called him further into the broken woodland. The deer fled from his sight and he instantly turned toward the sound of the howls. There. As fast as his sprint could take him, he bolted through the charcoaled landscape.
The sight before him caught him by surprise. A pup, a bear and a female who was doing all she could to save a yearling from the imposing creature… Fur bristling on end, he surged forward, sprinting towards the darker pup to briefly run past him with a ”Run for it!” Whether the youth wanted to take it as a “save your own hide” or “get out of range,” the rogue didn’t mind him taking either statement either way just as long as he didn’t get caught up in the fight. He approached the bear just as the injured pup clamped onto one of its massive forepaws. A growl rumbled from his chest and his tail curled over his back as he stepped defensively over the pup that had fallen into the snow before his opponent. Her attempts of gnawing seemed feeble. His large frame straightened and his hackles raised, making him seem much larger than he actually was.
Get out of here, he snarled. His ears turned forward and he bared his teeth, snapping them a few times to make his message clear. GET LOST! The presence of another wolf should have brought the beast to a stalemate if not the realization that the pup he had pinned wasn’t worth the fight. Between two adult wolves, most bears, as much as Angier knew, walked away. Whatever his presence on the scene did, he simply hoped he could do enough to help… to draw the bear away, to help the pups survive, to aid the female who was doing what she could to defend the almost broken yearling at his feet…
OOC: Always meeting the Lyall boys over bears.. I swear. :)
The shouts of 'GO!' left Vlarindara torn, even as she circled the beast when Makita bit its paw. In her feeble state, it would feel more like a beesting than anything - at least she felt so. The arrival of the large male went unnoticed as the white female charged in at the bears hind end and snapped her jaws at his ankles and tendons. If she could just snap through ONE of the tendons on the back legs of this beast, it would be hamstrung and effectively hobbled against them. The female had kept up the vicious snarling and growls, doing her best to seem as imposing to the beast as possible. She remembered her own tousle wiht a bear - she'd been weaker then.. easy prey in its eyes.. but another wolf had jumped in and distracted it.. saved her. How could she go when this pup screamed at her to? How could she leave her to certain death?
The injuries she could see on the small female were almost certainly going to kill her.. but there was a slim chance she might survive it.. that slim chance was what kept Vlarindara there, continuing to attempt to waylay the beast, get a chance to bring the girl out of it. The answering snarl of another wolf caused her heart to stop a mere moment before she returned to snapping and snarling at the bears hind legs and heels.
Then another wolf joined in the fray, finally tipping the balance. The bear's attack had been foolish anyway, but Kinis was relieved when it gave up. The two older wolves looked all right... but the younger one, she didn't look so great. Kinis' ears flattened at the sight, though he knew he could do nothing to help her.
Believing that the two adults would be able to take care of her, if she was even saveable, Kinis chose this time to make his exit. He felt like he had been nothing but a black hole in this entire situation, eating food that was caught for him but offering nothing in return. He just had nothing to give. Without a word, he turned about again and made his second departure, this time stopping for nothing.
Another growl rolled from his chest and he watched as the bear gave a seemingly frustrated roar. Good. Angier’s muzzle smoothed out then wrinkled again as the hulking beast retreated. After one more snap of his jaws, his lips slipped down over his teeth, though his ears remained pointed frontward. The youth glanced up at him as he stared to where the grizzly creature had departed; though, as it disappeared behind the charred trees, he glanced down. The faded mask adorning his face gave her a steely gaze.
He backed away from the brindle-pelted pup as she whispered her halcyon appreciation. He only managed to pick up the word “y-you” and he merely grimaced in reply. He blinked once then slowly turned around, shaking his left forepaw as though the action would remove the blood-stained snow from beneath and in-between his pads. Before the white female could even take a glance or a second look at him, he disappeared into the underbrush, simply satisfied to some extent in knowing that he had done a good deed.
[Applause.]