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Post by Nero on Jul 18, 2014 11:12:08 GMT -6
Wake up Nero .... Wake up .....
Nero blinked open his eyes and found himself laying on the ground with Alala towering over him struggling to feed him . He whimpered as he felt a sharp pain hit his belly . " W...what happened ..." He woofed in a small whisper as he lay there weak to the bones . He didn't even dare get up , he knew he'd only just fall back down once again . So he just lay there staring up at the sky with his blue eyes .
He didn't really understand what was going on . He was still dizzy and felt really weak . In the distance he heard Comet screech out for Yechta . Why ? What was happening ? Was the camp being attacked ? His head throbbed with different scenerios making him feel sick . He shook his head slowly and struggled to get up to see what was going on .
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Post by Alala on Jul 18, 2014 11:50:13 GMT -6
When she saw Nero open his eyes, she let out a sigh of relief. Still, she had to keep feeding him, he needed food in his belly. Walking back to the dead animal, she took more meat from body and walked back over to Nero. Chewing more meat, she began to slowly feeding him. Muzzling the wet moss closer to him so all he had to do was lick it. She began to rub her nose on the back to his head trying to comfort him. She wanted him to know things were going to be okay.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 18, 2014 14:26:22 GMT -6
(CRIES SORRY IM LATE ;-; I was sleeping lol i need to get out of the habit of waking up at 4pm..)
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Yechta ran hard toward the barely conscious pup, a bundle of nourishing - bitter traveling herbs in her maw. They weren't about to be used in the same respect as those off to sacred places for fasting, but they would work just as well. "Eat this, now." She told the pup, deathly serious. She was as gentle and kind with the pups as Alala was, but right now she needed to be assertive. Her ears pricked, hearing from one of the wolves that he hadn't ate in several days. This might fly a bit easier with an older wolf, but not a growing pup. He needed the nutrients more than any grown wolf in this blasted camp.
She nudged open his tiny mouth after chewing the bitter herbs carefully - trying not to get them all mucky and gross in her mouth before quite literally shoving them down the pups throat. Just for good measure. The pup was probably so adjusted to not eating it would take too long for him to actually do things properly.
Comet had obviously already been able to chew and digest her own kill without the help of the omega chewing her food for her. Looks like Nero would have to take a step or two back with that one. Yechta turned her gaze to Alala, once again gentle as always - yet still assertive. "Dear, you're going to need to regurgitate his meals for him again. Just until he gets his strength back up - it will be easier for him to digest. Don't let him eat too much at a time - his stomach has shrank significantly I'm sure." She said, crunching numbers in her mind and figuring out a feeding schedule for the sickly pup. "Start with feeding him a quarter of what he normally eats, if he wants more give him half. From a half if he wants more, give him three quarters and eventually he will be eating normally again." She instructed, looking down to the sickly pup.
Once the herbs kicked in, he should be able to regain his full consciousness and maybe stand a little shakily. However, it wouldn't alter his light-headedness and likely pounding headache. "You can start with that now," She said, waiting for the pup to revive completely.
Yechta looked from Nero back to Alala once more. "Why hasn't he been eating, do you know?" She asked the she-wolf, not with hostility but genuine curiosity.
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Post by Comet on Jul 18, 2014 15:15:58 GMT -6
Comet was in shock and panic, she didn't know this wolf pup but she wanted to help him! "I know, I know!" She barked "I heard someone was trying to kill Nero.. He said it was true!" She barked, she was quite eager to help him.
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Post by Alala on Jul 18, 2014 16:10:12 GMT -6
Alala felt a rush of happiness when her alpha female came to the rescue. The white female was giving him a little food at a time, but she was afraid he would choke, clearly Yechta didn't have that fear as she forced the foul tasting leaves down his throat. Listening to her orders, Alala nodded her head in understanding, "Alright, I will do so." Then came the question that she was fearing. Why wasn't he eating? Well, Alala was not full updated on that, only that someone was leading Nero down the wrong path. Comet chipped in, giving it bluntly but Alala knew she would have to explain too. "All I know is that Nero told something to Rueff and he came storming back over to me saying someone was trying to kill Nero. I'm not sure who it is, but Rueff knows and I think he is going to find them. He went in that direction." Alala pointed her onyx black nose in the direction in which her alpha male had made his furious rage storm. "If it's someone in the pack, why? Who would want to hurt a pup?" It brought the female to tears thinking of one of her little pups being tortured like this. She blamed herself for not taking notice of it sooner, but it was clearly obvious that Alala had no training in being a mother.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 18, 2014 16:14:18 GMT -6
yechta
Yechta rested her nose on the females shoulder comfortingly. "You're doing a fine job, don't worry." Admittedly, Yechta had a soft spot for the omega. "Just feed him as I told you - you are strong, Alala. I want you to guard him with your life, I will talk to Rueff about this. Until I figure out who has been doing this, I want you to guard him and Comet. Let no one near them unless it is me or Rueff." She said sternly, looking the she-wolf in the eye. However, not at all being menacing as Rueff had been. "I trust you to do this and only you." She said before turning her petite black form in the direction Rueff had gone off too. Running after him.
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Post by Alala on Jul 18, 2014 16:18:22 GMT -6
Alala looked at her alpha and nodded her head, she put on her mean face too. The white wolf, at the age of 2 years, would become a mother(not really). No one would touch her pups and this was a fact. With confident blue eyes, Alala watched as the last black alpha dashed off. Turning to her only consensus pup she gave a soft warm smile. Lowering her head so it was leveled with Comet she spoke in a gentle voice, "Are you feel well Comet?"
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Post by Rueff on Jul 18, 2014 19:44:46 GMT -6
" HAVE YOU ANY IDEA HOW A RAVEN IS LIKE A WRITING DESK "
I haven't the slightest idea! Rueff had been hovering at the edge of the clearing, watching hesitantly as the scenes took place. It was hard to watch, no matter how cold he tried to seem. He didn't like the way Yechta treated the Omega, though. But it was her way, and her choice. He doubted he could do anything about it. He saw Yechta take off towards him, and he wondered if he should take off too. He was supposed to be hunting down Mist, but he didn't. If something bad happened whilst he disappeared, he'd blame himself. He'd worked too hard. He waited for Yechta to drive through the flowers towards him. He was laying low, unseen. But she'd see him. TAG: Yechta, Alala, Nero, Comet
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Post by Deleted on Jul 18, 2014 19:51:09 GMT -6
yechta
Yechta finally made her way up to the other, plopping down in front of him - worry etching across her black face. "You've heard about Nero, right?" She asked him rhetorically, though she already knew the answer to this question. Yechta curled her tail around her inky paws, peering into his eye with her heterochromatics. "We need to do something, that much is obvious. Did Nero tell you who was telling him not to eat?" She asked, cocking her head to the side - looking from Rueff back to Nero and Alala. Still listening to the conversation though.
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Post by Rueff on Jul 18, 2014 21:17:49 GMT -6
" HAVE YOU ANY IDEA HOW A RAVEN IS LIKE A WRITING DESK "
I haven't the slightest idea! Rueff sighed, tired, exhausted. All previous anger had drained from his veins. He just felt Nero's weakness, thick in the air. He felt himself breathe it in, feel in settle in his stomach. He just wanted to stop it. Stop this all. He thought he was over drama. But Mist, one of the only able fighters of his Pack, wanted to kill Nero. And it was killing him. Nero wanted him to keep it quiet, but Rueff had no desire to keep it from Yechta. " Mist told Nero, if he wanted to see his biological mother again, all he would have to do was to stop eating. And he'd fall into a sleep and see her " Rueff sighed, raising his head from his paws to turn and acknowledge Yechta for the first time. " Why would you tell something like that to him? Why would someone want Nero to waste away? To take his own life without him even knowing what he's doing? " TAG: Yechta
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Post by Deleted on Jul 18, 2014 23:04:13 GMT -6
yechta
Yechta sighed, craning her head down to comfortingly draw her tongue behind his good ear before flopping down beside him. Keeping a close eye on Nero from afar. Her ears pricked when the name of Mist was brought up and Yechta drew her black lips back into a snarl. "Mist?!" She repeated, clearly shocked by this. The she wolf had always carried a..darker vibe with her though. The vibe reminded her much of her own mother - black as her pelt. "I'll kill her," She spat, then froze after the words left her mouth. It wasn't like her to think or even vocalize violence. She continued though, shaking her head. "We have to do something about this, now."
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Post by Rueff on Jul 19, 2014 22:28:07 GMT -6
" HAVE YOU ANY IDEA HOW A RAVEN IS LIKE A WRITING DESK "
I haven't the slightest idea! Rueff pressed his face into his upturned paws, digging his long, dark claws into his forehead, finding clarity and relief at the warm, familiar trickle that ran over his eyelid and pooled in his empty eye socket. He breathed in deeply. The nagging thought that made him sick to his stomach finally wormed its way onto his tongue. " What can we do? How many wolves will let us seek revenge, when our only evidence is the word of a pup? " He hated the thought. He wanted to cut Mist into strips and leave her to shrivel up in the sun, but he was sick of consequences. And if he were to act, he'd do it alone. He didn't care what Yechta had to say about it, he wasn't dragging her into anything. Half of him wished Yechta had left him to die. He could have found something to nourish him for a few more days. Somehow making it though, like always. Then he would never have learnt to laugh, or smile. Never would have learnt morals. Never have become sane again. Half of him missed being that crooked, self-hating demon. Because thoughts never stayed in his head for more than a few seconds. He missed the smell of blood. He missed being bitter, and he missed the insanity of it all. Why did he keep the name Rueff when he wasn't Rueff anymore? He'd changed, sure. For the better. Or at least the better of those around him. But he missed not hashing a single coherent thought in his head. And he feared the thought that he could snap back to his ways, now fully able to survive. And he would hurt those around him. Yechta. At the thought of Mist's blood on his paws, he wanted to laugh with joyous madness. Yechta should have left him to starve TAG: Yechta
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