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Post by Lagoon on Jan 3, 2015 21:25:28 GMT -6
Lagoon let her paws rest, but her body was shaking. She hadn't seen Killer in a long while. He was probably dead by now.. "Oh Killer, I can't see you unless I am with you.." Her voice rang into the canyons below. She would jump, end everything and all of the pain.. "I was stupid.. I love you, not him. Why was I so.. Blind..?" She was so unsettle, her paws only inches away from the edge of the canyons. She would just die that night. After all she and him were through, she betrayed him.. How could she..? She was such a fool for love! Her head turned and her body thrust forward, but she couldn't take the leap.
She remebered the last time she landed at the bottom of the same canyons.. It was bloody.. But she lived. She wanted to die, but she had to live! Why?! If it ended there, then she and Killer would already be together.. But, she couldn't get herself to jump. Not sane anyways. She knew that he wouldn't want her too.. Instead she let herself curl into a ball and sob. Her words were drifting off into nothingness, she really thought he died. "I.. Miss him so much," she whimpered. She hadn't been back to her pack for a while. She was afraid to see Duncan murdered. His intestines thrown around the den in nasty death.
️Lagoon then did it, bringing herself to her paws. Her whole body leaned. But she hadn't fallen yet.
((He should catch her or sumtin'))
Killer
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Post by Killer on Jan 8, 2015 17:05:53 GMT -6
Lagoon
he had ran for hours not stopping the pain made him push on until he had nothing left littarly nothing no one, not place, Nothing! he felt as if he could just die then and there after all he would not be missed in fact he could name several wolfs on spot that would cheer for his death. he stopped and whimpered as he thought of the last words of lagoon he new he should have stopped and turned around just let her..... he thought more and thought (No it was for her own good nobody should be led on a guilt trip just to spend time with a monster like me) he heard a faint echo off the cannon walls and looked around clearly confused and he thought ive lost it Now I hear her were ever I go then it was again and I new it was really it was sad and It pierced his once frozen heart in his mind she would be howling happily with Duncan but she was sad how could he imagine that it was cruel for him to even think of it he turned and looked among the canyon edge as far as he could see he then saw no it could not be its just my imagination......
He blinked again this time with narrowed flaming optics there was no way he was speech less it was his love (or a cotton bush) curled up of the hard redden earth he stared and could not take it he had to make sure he raced along the steep cliff side he bounded with all of his strength as he he gained and was closer he saw a wolf form no not a wolf an angle and she was walking to the edge of death its self his heart pounded and he knew what she was doing she was going to jump he bounded even faster to the speed he did not know he could go his legs ached his heart burned his lungs wheezed but he would not give in as he raced across the plain he new if he did not make it in time he would go over after her he then mustered the last of his energy and ran and I mean ran he seemed to soar across the stretch of land until he was less than a bunny hop away.... Time seemed to freeze he stared as she lept and she seemed to hover in mid air and he new he would have to jump to make it he bounded and with the last breath he took he pushed off the hard earth as hard as he could he seemed to fly in her direction and he oped hers jaws and nearly missing and in the nick of time grabbed her scruff and threw her back he only hoped he had enough momentum to pull her back he would not make it if he had to watch is love fall into the great canyon again and boom he hit ground once more and fell to the ground with a thump hitting his head on a stone then was OUT COLD.......(I love this way dramatic I love there plot they will never be broken lol)
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Post by Lagoon on Jan 8, 2015 20:03:36 GMT -6
((0.0 Intense, Bro.. Would you mind using a tiny bit more punctuation? I had a difficult time reading it ;u;))
Lagoon had been almost in a slow motion stop watch where she was leaping through the air, wind brushing back her fur and her jade eyes reflecting only her own hurt and fear. She watched as a black figure raced towards her, most likely there to carry her to her misfortuanate death and drag her to the after world. She would most likely be skinned alive and burnt to a crisp multiple times over because what she did to Killer.. Her ears lay flattened to her skull as wind quite literally made her 'fly.' She was going to die that day.. And she would see Killer again - not that it would matter, he was terribly angry at her..
The impact hurt. The black smear that was plunging at her was a figure that was definitely not a figure of the after life. It hit her hard and pummeled her towards the slabs of stone and mingled greens in a raging grunt. It's sent was vaguely familiar, it could have been Killer.. But he was dead... Didn't he swear to murder himself? It was then when the breathing hit her finally. She had slammed against the hard surface and her gasps where shallow. Her breath had been forcefully knocked out of her and she felt like prey for an instant. Her Jade green eyes were clamped closed. She was afraid to open them.
When her eye lashes fluttered, her green pools scopped around the spinning world. She decided to rather stay in place then move around and spin off into nothingness. A huff and she gazed steadily around her surroundings, blood slowly pooling. She let the scarlet liquid flow towards her muzzle, it's metallic sent filled her. But, it wasn't her blood for once instead she recognized it as,, Killer's..
The angelic she-wolf scrambled to her paws. Her legs shaking in uncomfortable jerks. She turned her cranium, her Jade eyes widening and her pupil dilating in fear. She scanned over the black figure laying still in the stone slabs, blood forming around his canvas. "Oh no.." She could only let out an utter before falling forward onto her lover's form. "Killer, killer! You have to get up.." He was only a while away on a much lower slab. But it was easy to get to, and his blood had splattered into her direction - forming the pool there somehow mingled with her's.
The white wolf- fur now dripping Crimson red from the open wound she had leaned onto - sniffed him. He was breathing, but at a slow rate. "Oh... Killer! Killer, please get up! I., I need you to get up! Killer! Get up.. Please, I love you so much! I love you so, so much., just.. Get up for me.. Get up," she repeated the same words multiple times over, her muzzle pressed into the dark fur. He had an open head wound and it looked like his leg had been broken.
️️Lagoon was terror stricken. She wished Yechta was here.. She would have a solution. She was brilliant with herbs and wounds. "Oh, Killer. I will find someone to help you! Just you see! Please just let me know your living.." She murmured, her whole canvas shaking.
((Is it alright if I tag Yechta?))
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Post by Killer on Jan 10, 2015 15:46:59 GMT -6
(ya sorry I was in a hurry)
(and sure bring her in)
He felt numb and was not able to move it was strange he could only see a faint out line of what he thought was left of the world and it started to fade! from pale cream to silver to grey slowly his world of shadows faded into a heavy Black... he layed out in a uncomfortable position he was now awake from his very strange forced sleep(knocked out) his eye lids were heavy he could not open them as he relised he was to weak then it all hit him, Pain shot thought his lower body aginising pain it felt as if he had just been crushed by a whole stupid mountain, with a small painful movement he tried to move his leg with no success. He then started to worry as the thick sickening reek of metallic blood seemed to cover his nose it consumed him he felt as if he could gauge on the substance and with suddenly a stab of frantic piercing his heart he tried to call out for her but nothing came but a nasty gurgle of his throat he could her, her angelic voice entered his mind and he pictured her hoping she was alright he forced his optics to open...
and a horrifying scene entered his vision crimson painted his surroundings red bathed her once pearly coat his own pelt was heavy with the thick substance and his leg was bent at an angle he did not think possible. he looked at her with love,pain,worry,and even fear.... and he started to speak "Lagoon.... are........." and his head hit the earth again as he seemed to been once again thrown into a strange sleep as he lost more blood the darker his dreams went.
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Post by Lagoon on Jan 10, 2015 16:15:48 GMT -6
((@yechta be our 9-1-1 here XD))
️️Lagoon shook her cranium. More blood pooled, water falling off the small ledge they stood. She stood. He was laying on the slab of stone like a dead fish. "Shh," she hushed in a shaken tone. He was falling back into a trance. This couldn't happen, if he passed out now he would die - most likely. "Oh, where is a yechta when you need her?!" She growled in frusteration. "Stay awake, stay awake. Please, try." She took into a sprint to find some kind of herbs.
She had gathered a couple springs of unknown herbs. They looked like the ones Yechta used on Timber's burns. The thought of Timber made the white wolf frown. She was never close to him, but Killer.. Oh Killer loved that pup like his own offspring. It was adorable, really. She was loosing focus, she needed to find contact with some medic! She raised her head, a soft howl was let into the air. She hoped her friend had gotten the call, after all they were near by the old pack camp.
((Lazy, sorry ;3;))
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