in my bones [o]

[Sans]

my paws feel light. like... feathers, or leaves, or clouds. i'm slow, too. a lot slower than usual. when did i last eat? i can't seem to place a claw on it. my mouth is dry, and my ribs are showing, and i can't get any saliva onto my tongue. i let out a wheezing breath and slump down, discoloured eyes staring at the ground. in my next breath, a loud whimper comes out. i'm dying. i can feel it in my bones. it makes everything else sway, the trees, the moon, the dirt. my mind is addled by days of endless thirst and hunger. is this how my reign will end? natural forces penetrating me, not dying loyally in battle? i always thought that i would die like that. it appears fate has a different plan for me. i let out another whimper, and bark weakly. perhaps a wolf will smile upon me, a small pup. or perhaps they will frown and leave me to die.


^{well, that was dark, but someone can come and save sans if they want. or not. heh.}

[Storm]

The female in search of herbs scented sickness? or at least a frail frame in close radience. The expressed unease of a pup was the sound she picked up on. Heading towards the sound she spotted a cute little thing. oh no, she rushed forward. Licking his face like a mother she pressed to his tiny underfed frame. "Sans?" His strange optics were easily noted as his. He needed help and fast, "Sans, are you hurting" it was dumb but where and if he wasn't dead were her bigest conserns.

[Sans]

my eyes focus on a white shape in front of me. my mother? she died. does that mean i'm dead? probably. i let out a small moan as the wolf says name. what's confusing me, however, is that the wolf is asking me if i'm hurting. i am hurting... why am i hurting? i'm dead. right? i nod weakly and struggle to my paws, peering at the wolf. this isn't verdana... it's storm, the medicine wolf. i manage a faint smile and promptly collapse into her pelt. *i'm not doing so good...

[Storm]

She nudged the poor thing he looked at her as if she were someone on his past, no doubt him mother or some one. She looked at him with concern she kind of was a mother, well a mother of the whole pack that it. She gave a worried look at he smiled at her it was a pained smile then he gave in and collasped onto her self. "Shh" "It's going to be alright" she asured the little thing she had seen much worse he was just so young... "Sans, I need you to sleep alright. Im going to hunt you need something fresh alright" she moved forward if she was going to leave him in such a state she wanted to hide him. Lowering her neck to pick him up she planned to carrie him to the yew bush not far from where he layed.

[Sans]

my nose twitches at the mention of food and i nod, discoloured eyes half-closed. *sleep sounds good... i murmur, feeling my paws lift the ground as storm carries me to who knows where. when we reach a yew bush, i get put underneath it, and i sigh, closing my eyes and focusing on my breathing. in and out. in and out.

[Storm]

She after moving him waits a few moments as his breath deepens. Nodding to her self, she turned to make her hunt. After a good sun phase she retured with plentiful hunt for a healer. Placing her two rabbits next to the pup she nudged him lightly. "Sans's?" she waited a moment before asking, "Do you have the strenghs to tear the pelt?" he was so frail she wasnt certain putting it up to her self she decided to not wait for the answer, and tore the prey so he was be more able to reach the meat.

[Sans]

i fall asleep. i'm not sure when, but i do, and when storm wakes me up, i feel refreshed and hungry. pangs of hunger wrack my body and hunch over, opening my eyes slowly. the scent of meat fills my nose and my eyes widen. i take a chunk of meat and begin to chew. i shiver in delight and finish it quickly, wagging my tail. i eat another chunk and lick my muzzle. *thanks, storm. i say, smiling happily and taking another chunk.

[Storm]

After he had a few bits of energy from the food he was as happy as any other pup could be. She gave a light yip of encouragement "Finish the rest of the hunt, you'll be needing your strengh" she shook her head and her tail weaved up and down with amusemt "I'm glad to have helped." She tilted her head, slightly to the left "What are you doing out here anyways?"

[Sans]

i nod and hurriedly finish the rabbits off, listening to storm as i do. when she asks me why i'm out here, i feel my face turn crimson. *heh... well, i was prowling around the camp and... well, i snuck out. and i couldn't really... find my way back?

[Storm]

She noted his embarrassment and gave a warm smile unlike most of her pack mates she was quite in touch with her emotions. "There is no need to be embarrassed we all have our moments" she gave a small laugh. "I hope you learned your lesson though, I'm just glad to see your okay."

[Sans]

i wag my tail and stand up, stretching. *well, you're a lot nicer than the rest of the pack. major's gonna kill me when we get back. i say, but grin anyway and sniff the air. "are there any waterholes nearby? i'm a little thirsty."

[Storm]

She shook her head amusment glittering in her eyes "Not if I have any thing to say about it" she tilted her head, "Oh yes" she nudged his lighting a little unsure if he was ready to be moving. "This way"

[Sans]

i smile slightly at storm's words and begin to trot towards where she had nudged me to. *are we getting close? i ask, suddenly feeling immensely tired.

[Storm]

She gave him a warm look "Yes were almost there" she noticed he was tiring rather quickly. Tipping her head to the side she asking "I can carry you" she offered hoping he would take it.

[Sans]

i begin to pant and glance sideways at storm. i knew that if major or killer saw me being carried like a helpless idiot, i would be killed or thrown out of the pack. but i'm so tired i can barely manage a nod. "thanks."