* I Ship Everyone* {Makocey}

[Makoce]

-- finally replied xD --

The red female stepped forward to stop him from eating all of the seeds - but of course he did not. He had a mind of his own, an independent mind, and one that he was losing. Her mouth formed a small 'o' as he collapsed to the ground. He would be a sleep for quite a while, she wouldn't be able to give him any herbs to chew, and even potentially, though she feared the idea, dead.

Makoce headed into the forest to get the first things she needed - cobweb and feverfew, to stop the bleeding and fever. Goldenrod would grow near the edge of the trees, while horsetail would grow nearer to the marsh. I have a long ways to walk, don't I? The lavender wouldn't be hard to find, at least. Neither would the oak leaves or stinging nettle plant. Marigold would be nearest to the feverfew at the edge of a stream she knew well.

Once these things were collected, she headed back towards their temporary den, where Rueff was still in his deep sleep. She sad beside him, chewing the goldenrod and stinging nettle leaves into a poultice to apply to his wound - these would help heal the wound. Next, horsetail, marigold, and oak leaves were applied for the infection that was clear in his thigh. She wrapped the cobwebs tightly and firmly around his leg, in order to stop the bleeding and hold the poultices in place. 

She he would give him the feverfew to eat once he woke. It would be hard for him to walk with the cobwebs bound onto his leg, but she wouldn't let him walk anyways. She placed the lavender underneath his nose, so when he breathed in, he'd inhale the scent - this would help with any fever that infections had brought on. She rested her own head on her paws, and waited.

THE FIRST THING I LEARNED IS TO NOT CRY WITHOUT YOU. SECOND, TO NOT WALK ALONE. THIRD, EVEN IF IT HURTS, TO NOT CALL YOUR NAME AND LOOK FOR YOUR WARM HANDS.

MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS & THQ

[Rueff]

HAVE YOU ANY IDEA HOW A RAVEN IS LIKE A WRITING DESK...?

{ Aand we're rolling again xD }

Rueff didn't understand the idea of poppyseeds. If anything, he might have underestimated them a little bit. But he didn't mind. The sleep was thick and impenetrable and dreamless. Sleep was a luxury he hadn't enjoyed in a long while. And for a while in was good and lucid.

But not all good things were meant to last. His once comatose-like state would eventually wear off, though he had no idea how long he had been dead to the world. There was a reason he didn't sleep - you were exposed and vulnerable, out of the present time and oblivious. Sleep was for the weak, though being sleepless probably made you weaker

But after an eternity his little paws twitched and his lips drew back slightly and the softest sleep-growl echoed from his throat. He was like a puppy that fell into REM sleep, all twitchy and fidgety, making quiet noises. But his was slightly more sinister.

Until he scrambled to his paws, blinking hard to shake the fatigue, the clinging darkness of his sadistic dreams. But it didn't work. He saw Makoce through heavy eyelids and growled, drawing back on his haunches. Only to spring forward, expecting to land on a perfectly fine ankle, except it gave way, and he landed with a thud, stirring up a cloud of dust. He scrambled forward, trying to close those meager inches between him and Makoce. Snapping jaws and clumsy paws.

Maybe he was hungry, maybe he mistook her for someone else.

Maybe he was mad

[Makoce]

-- ugh, late again. i'll try to stay more active on makoce --

Makoce had taken the time to rest, although she hadn't expected to drift off to sleep. But, unfortunately, that's what she did and Rueff was left unattended. She was woken some time later to the sound a growl close to her ear, and snapping jaws. It took her a moment to understand what was going on. Hm? Whats that? She thought groggily, blinking away sleep. 

It didn't take long to notice the dark wolf, especially as he collapsed to the ground. He moved towards her, and he wanted to hurt her. That was clear. She gazed at him fearfully, untangling her legs too quickly. She fell to the floor of the den, giving Rueff the advantage. It wasn't hard to feel his sharp, blood-stained teeth ripping into the flesh around her neck.

Is he… is he going to kill me…? She winced at the thought, glancing weakly at the wolf. He seemed different than before. His eyes had gone wild - she didn't see anymore of the kind Rueff. "Rueff…?" She choked out, blood clumping the fur of her ruff. "Whats..." She coughed. "Gotten into you..?"

THE FIRST THING I LEARNED IS TO NOT CRY WITHOUT YOU. SECOND, TO NOT WALK ALONE. THIRD, EVEN IF IT HURTS, TO NOT CALL YOUR NAME AND LOOK FOR YOUR WARM HANDS.

MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS & THQ

[Rueff]

HAVE YOU ANY IDEA HOW A RAVEN IS LIKE A WRITING DESK...?

{ Nup, I don't think I'm late here at all }

His eyes were swivelling around in his sockets, unexplained anger and hatred and whatever else weaving it's way through his mind, veins in his brain burning like hot pokers. But it was quick. It was burning out. Enough to stop relishing the taste of hot blood in his mouth, enough to hear his name Rueff whispered in a concerned way. Enough for his blurred sight to comprehend what was happening. He stood, and backed up a little, panting loudly, blood dripping off his maw, and sliding down his throat. He gagged, blood splattering slightly on the hard floor. " I- I.. " He just wanted to rid himself of that taste. Whatever hot poison was running through his veins was ebbing away.

He hesitated, " Makoce, I- " He couldn't form a sentence. He wanted to run over there and lick the blood from her scruff and help, but he caused this. He glanced at the entrance, weighing his options. And then something like a wall hit him hard, What is this. Did I give it to her?