Willow Ridge i can take so much, until i've had enough

Medic 2/3

Sven had offered her a simple 'no' to her answer, which was really all he might have been able to get out, as the wolf began to stir, his nose twitching first instinctively to the smell of food. Panic then set in when he realized he was no longer alone here. He scrambled, kicked about an though to push the unknown offender away from him although with little energy, found himself quickly unable to get away and do instead displayed himself submissively before his 'captors'.

Sven backed off and Ravenna did the same, keeping her distance should the man change his tone again and snap as a last will for survival. Soon, Adeltra made her way back, settling the fun down at her feet and speaking to the wolf, trying to calm him. The youngest and smallest of the group (at least until she fully grew), she was likely the best to speak to the man, though Ravenna couldn't help but tense, protective of the girl and worrisome for her safety.

She remained silent even as Leotie made her return, backing up Adeltra's plea as she settled down the mushrooms close to her leader. Ravenna's nose dipped in a silent thanks, keeping ever silent as she watched her subordinates work. She couldn't help but be proud, happy. Without hesitation, without question or back talk, the wolves of her pack worked together to get done what needed to be done. This wouldn't have worked either if they hadn't trusted her too, respected her. Maybe she wasn't half bad at this leadership thing after all. She couldn't help the smile on her face and the sudden wagging of her tail.

After a few moments, Ravenna lifts the mushrooms into her mouth and arcs around Adeltra, easing down onto her stomach and inching forward to where she had settled down the muskrat. Dropping down the mushrooms, she noses them next to the kill and backs away there after to take her place back away from him. "Sven just wants to help keep you warm and Adeltra has brought a pelt too to lay over you, if you'd let her?" She pauses a moment before jutting Her nose to the rodent and fungus. "Something to eat and the mushrooms will help your blood flow and should boost your immune system." In his weakened state, she was unsure how much of that he would understand, but getting him warmed up and something to eat was at least a start.

(This post was last modified: Dec 15, 2017, 07:41 PM by Ravenna.)

Laying awkwardly in the snow, with his belly in the air and teeth bared in panicked submission, Lorcan felt immediately relieved the two strangers who had been hovering over him backed away. A fearful whine whistled up his throat as his golden eyes strained to focus on the two silver figures who were now eyeing him up from a safer distance further down the stony embankment. When they did not move to approach him again immediately Lorcan gave a few tentative sweeps of his tail against the snow, an indication that he intended the pair no harm; that his outburst only moments ago had been out of fear and not aggression.

Keeping his gaze on the two wolves as his vision began to regain some focus, he noted the large size of the pair and the defensive posture of the male. Silently Lorcan inhaled the crisp winter air in an attempt to discern their identity and status within the pack. However, having (unintentionally) collapsed at the border, his nose was overwhelmed by the menagerie of scents which clung to the earth, snow and stone he lay on. The agouti male would have grown anxious again, unsure of exactly who was watching over him, had not the young girl approached him then.

Pricking his ears towards the sound of her kind, gentle sounding voice Lorcan’s eyes met the bright amber of her innocent gaze as she approached slowly to reassure him. Willow Ridge. The male’s pale brows raised in both surprise and recognition. Odin had mentioned that @Piety had left the monadnock to return a willow pup. He had made it, he’d found her. Lorcan returned a shy smile to the girl and then flashed a tentative glance towards the two adults, noticing the male’s reassuring nod, before answering. “Lorcán.” His voice croaked, as he gave a polite wag of his black-tipped tail.

His gaze briefly fell to the pelt the girl had placed beside him, wondering if it would impolite to just take it without asking permission first. Before he could do anything though, another female swept in, this one a dark agouti in colour. Lorcan watched silently as the newest arrival placed something at the silver woman’s paws, a woman who he now assumed to be the one in charge. Nervously he pressed his ears back submissively against his head as he acknowledged the silver woman, his golden gaze only briefly flitting back towards the agouti wolf as she too tried to reassure him that they were all there to help.

Lorcan tried his best to remain calm and still as the large male then moved to approach him again, stepping tentatively over to curl up beside him in the snow. Immediately his body stiffened defensively and he lifted his tail to tuck it back between his legs, not wanting to take any chances now that his neck was easily within reach of the male and he had little means of escape. His gaze then drifted over to the dominant female as she crawled closer to him, objects he now recognised to be mushrooms held delicately between her jaws. Lorcan eyed them curiously as she spoke to him, before nodding obediently in response.

He sniffed at the mushrooms with interest, having never dealt with them before during his own time as a healer, before his golden gaze darted around to each of the wolves present, returning finally to the woman in charge. The group seemed friendly enough and she seemed both knowledgeable and confident in the fungus she had prescribed for him. In a show of trust, Lorcan lent forwards and gathered the mushrooms in his mouth before swallowing them down quickly. The male then sniffed hungrily at the muskrat, but before he dared to take a single bite he lent back into the warmth of the male's side, tucking his legs in underneath him to keep them warm, and thumped his tail enthusiastically against the snow. “Thank you…” He said weakly, giving a small dip of his chin and smile towards the silver woman. He then glanced back over to @Adeltra, hinting silently with his flattened ears that he would behave whilst she tended to him.

 

(This post was last modified: Dec 17, 2017, 09:53 AM by Lorcan.)

# P O R C A N

sometimes, two people have to fall apart to realise

how much they need to fall back together

Guardian dem 3/3

Everyone affirmed what she said and she felt her chest swell with appreciation for the others. They seemed to understand what she was doing and agreed that it was the best approach, holding their breath just as she was to see what his reaction would be. He was terrified and in such bad shape, who knew what was going through his head.

His eyes connected with hers and she waited, wondering. His guard lowered and her tail wapped on the ground. Perfect! She was so happy that he was listening to them and she gave a victorious glance to the wolves around her. They made a pretty good team. She caught his name, Lorcán, and she nodded. “Well, it’s nice to meet you Lorcán,” she commented.

She watched as he flinched back at Ravenna, something she couldn’t blame him for. The pale woman was certainly a sight to see, but knowing her she knew that there was nothing to worry about. He relaxed after a moment and took the mushrooms, the young girl watching him with gentle eyes. It brought up fond memories for her and she was glad to help. A thank you escaped his lips and she hummed in response as if to say “no problem”. Then, his eyes trailed back to hers and she took his invitation greedily. Picking up the pelt she was quick to move forward, draping it over his thin body. As her nose touched his body she felt how chilled it was and she frowned slightly. He couldn’t stay there any longer.

She lifted her head and looked over to Ravenna. “Should we move him to the medical den?” she asked. Her attention moved back to Lorcán, “Sven’s definitely a big ball of warmth but maybe a den would be better to get you warmed up and protect you against the win. Can’t have us laying out here all night. Do you think you can stand? Sven and Rav can help if you need it, don’t be shy,” she said, giving the man an encouraging nudge to the shoulder.

(This post was last modified: Dec 21, 2017, 08:51 PM by Adeltra.)

guardian dem 3/3, i'm good with whoever is last fading out in their post if everyone else is (:

the devil is & always will

"Give him a moment, Addy," Sven tempered after they had each done their part to assure the man, who named himself Lorcan, that they would not harm him. He would of course need to be moved to the medical den, but not before he'd eaten and been thoroughly checked by Ravenna. For all they knew, he had injured one of his legs in his fall or possessed other internal injuries that would make it unwise for him to rush to travel.

He nodded at @Ravenna, beckoning her to come closer and make sure the man was fit to be moved now that he had calmed. Anyways, they needed to move on his schedule, for a time at least. Let him breathe, get his bearings, stop the spinning that was surely running wild in his head. A few more gusts of wind wouldn't end him, not with the Ridge pack there to bare the worst of it for him.

be a gentleman.

Guardian Dem 3/3

Once she'd delivered the mushrooms that Ravenna had asked for and words she hoped would encourage the man she stepped back. Ravenna would need room to look him over Sven was trying to keep him warm and Adeltra was trying to be as helpful as she could. Leotie had to admire the girl for her efforts and from she was going to be a big help to the pack now that she was back.

“I can help with getting him back,” she offered. She'd spent enough time in the medical den to know her way around it. Though it did bother her some to see him, the man that called himself Lorcan, in the condition he was in she was still willing to help. After all she wouldn't be where she was with some help. With that thought she stepped forward once more to speak to Lorcan. “You shouldn't be hesitant to ask for help if you need it. It can make all the difference.” With that said she stepped back once more and waited to see if they would need her help.

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Medic 3/3

It was easy pulling Lorcan together again when the rest of the pack worked together. Lorcan sniffed the mushrooms but didn't give her much hell around it at all. He ate them, trusting that she had no intention of trying to do him harm. What choice did he have, after all? He offered his name too and a thanks. By the work of Adeltra, Lorcan was calm enough now for her to lay the pelt over him and Sven to return to his side. Adeltra's suggestion to move him was met with a questionable look from Ravenna, lips pulling into a tight line. It was unwise to bring a complete stranger into the Pack's territory, but it also was not kind to leave him out here to die, ether. Her father had died in the snow like this. Her sister. Her aunt. Not to mention, Leotie, Adeltra and Sven knew what it was like to be broken and battered, sick and hungry. There was no way they couldn't help. Not the Willow Ridge wolves. Not the wolves who knew what it was like to be in that position.

"We can soon if he would like to come with us, Adeltra. Let me look over him first." She spoke to her young cousin, moving in to Sven's motioned suggestion for her to come forth now that Lorcan was settled. She moved around him hesitantly, taking her time as she sniffed him, pressed to his limbs with her paws, and pressed her nose to his sides. In the way he had fallen against the rock on his sides, it was likely his ribs were injured. She waited for whatever noise he might make to come from his mouth when she pressed her nose along his torso. "His ribs may be badly bruised, but I cannot feel anywhere that they are broken." At least, from what she could tell, but it would be another manner for the patient himself when he got to moving about.

She lifted up to her full height again, looking over to Leotie as she backed up, circling around to Lorcan's front again. "She's right." Ravenna helped to encourage the man that everything was alright. "Leotie was a loner for a bit before Sven got to her. She was in pretty poor condition, but we fixed her right up. Adeltra too, who recently found her way back home to us." Ravenna then lowered her head, nudging the left over muskrat closer to Lorcan, beckoning him to eat before he decided or not if he wanted to stay with them for the time being.

(This post was last modified: Dec 22, 2017, 08:33 PM by Ravenna.)

The young dark girl did well to calm his nerves some. It was obvious from her tone that she meant him no harm. In fact she seemed exceptionally sweet and caring. Lorcan’s tail thumped against the snow as he offered a small smile to Adeltra, pleased to have her there along with all the other wolves that now surrounded him. It was due to her genuine, kind nature that the agouti male allowed her to carry out her orders and place the thick pelt on top of him. The fur brought an almost instant relief from the freezing wind that funnelled down the rocky slope he had collapsed on. Lorcan released a shaky sigh in relief, causing a cloud of white steam to rise into the frigid winter air.

Russet ears perked up as @Adeltra suggested the idea of moving him. Lorcan hunkered down beneath the fur and pulled away from the warmth of the silvery male slightly, feeling shamed and embarrassed about requiring their help. Golden eyes peered up towards the girl as she spoke directly to him, and though he wanted desperately to nod, his brows simply furrowed awkwardly as he considered if he actually had the energy to move any length of distance. The silver male interjected before he could decide on an answer and, much to his appreciation, gave him some time.

The agouti woman approached him next to offer him words of encouragement and reassurance. Lorcan smiled at her too and nodded quietly in understanding. It was so nice of them all to offer him assistance, but in some ways it just made him feel more like a nuisance. The male was determined to get up on his own, he just needed a few more minutes. It was as he was kneading his sore paws in the ground, in an attempt to mentally prepare himself for movement, that the woman in charge approached him hesitantly.

Lorcan once again fell still and eyed the silver woman curiously as she sniffed him and physically checked him over. He gave a small yelp as she pressed her nose to his side, where his ribs had collided with the large boulder he was now slumped beside. Russet ears perked up as she then suggested that his ribs may have been bruised but not broken. She was clearly a medic and Lorcan couldn’t help but be impressed. He said nothing though, and allowed her to get on with her work. He nodded when Ravenna spoke to him directly, explaining that the pack had helped wolves in a similar condition to his before. It certainly explained how she was so efficient with her analysis and treatment.

Silently he glanced across to @Leotie and Adeltra, as if to confirm that they did indeed look well now. Satisfied that he would come to no immediate harm, and that the lead female knew what she was doing, Lorcan finally accepted her offer of the muskrat and reached over to grasp it between his jaws and chew. Though it took some time and effort to eat it, Lorcan knew that he would need the energy if he was going to limp his way to their medical den. Licking the last bits of blood and viscera from his maw, the male gave a grunt in expiration as he carefully gathered his paws underneath him in preparation to stand up. Next, placing much of his weight on @Sven, Lorcan slowly rose up shakily onto his paws. Almost immediately he felt dizzy and had to pause a moment and close his eyes to compose himself.

“I think I better take you up on that offer and come with you…” He breathed, golden eyes squinting towards @Ravenna as he steadied himself. “…if you don’t mind?” He added with a gentle sweep of his tail. Lorcan glanced about to each of them next, before returning his attention to the dominant female. “I won’t give you any trouble.” He said quietly, with a submissive fall of his ears, in an attempt to reassure her. Lorcan would have made it a promise to her, but lately it seemed that he was only destined to break them. He waited then, ready to be led by her and possibly assisted by the others further into their territory.

~Fade~

(This post was last modified: Jan 03, 2018, 05:49 PM by Lorcan.)

# P O R C A N

sometimes, two people have to fall apart to realise

how much they need to fall back together