Wylan had been gathering the leaves as they fell from the great trees around the family den. He discovered that flapping his wings at great volume was a great way to move them. Although, doing it that way he seemed to lose more than he gained. Once he had formed a decent sized pile, he shuffled himself slowly and carefully into it. Shuffling and arranging himself until he was a completely camouflage brightly blue shape beneath faded burnt - orange leaves. Subtle. So subtle. With his eyes sticking out over the mess, and his wings tucked in at his side, he lay there and waited for his prey to arrive. Any of his siblings would do the trick, and surely one of them would be coming into view soon, right? His siblings were never far from the den. Their parents had only unlocked some of the wider world to them so far. "Speech"

The fact that the pups had been allowed to the leave the tree house is mind boggling to the small Zion. That, along with the sheer size of everything has the girl’s head tipped back and her lavender eyes off of the surrounding area. Jaw hangs slack with awe as she wanders around, ears taking in the sound of rustling leaves above her while her eyes trace the shape and path of leaves as they fall.

Since her attention is on the canopy and not down on the forest floor, the girl is oblivious to the strange pile of breathing leaves that is definitely not watching her. Paws continue to pull her forward, her neck craning backward painfully as she remains unware of her brother and a large, gnarled root that lies directly in her path. Danger stalks the pup in many forms today.


"Zion Fatalis"

Ah huh! It wasn’t long before the pale form of Zion came into view. Grinning like a lunatic, the winged wolf lay beneath his leaves (which definitely quivered with the rise and fall of his breath) and waited for her to come closer. Closer, a little closer. Even Wylan didn’t notice the root, he was far too entranced by his game, and keeping himself from giggling out loud. When he judged her close enough, he launched himself out of the leaves with as much velocity as he could master. He snapped his wings out each side as fast and as hard as he could, and let out a squeaky roar. Which was as deep as the pup could manage. “Roooooar, I’m going to eeeeat you!” He snarled at his sister as he used his momentum to leap forward in an attempt to fall onto her. "Speech"

Zion is so absorbed in watching the leaves that rustle in the canopy above, that she completely misses the quivering pile on the ground. Suddenly, in the relative calm and quiet of the forest, a loud flurry of rustling sounds has the girl’s lavender eyes snapping down in the direction of the sound. A flash of white and a loud, albeit squeaky, roar fills the air. For someone who had thought she was alone, this sudden appearance and sudden cacophony of noise has her heart leaping up into her throat. Eyes round in surprise as instinct has her legs backpedaling in a bid to escape the strange creature.

Fear has seized her brain, turning the form of her brother into some, big, scary monster that really is trying to eat her. Small legs wobble as they attempt to scramble away quickly tangling with themselves and tipping the girl over backward. A small, terrified squeak escapes her pale lips as tumbles head over ass and she comes to rest on her back with her short legs sticking out every-which-way. The attacker is now leaping at her and fear morphs her brother’s shape into some unknowable creature. Terror shines in her eyes and he falls toward her and the girl’s will to live suddenly kicks in.

Time slows as a snarl curls her lips, back legs snapping up in an attempt shove at the creature’s back end while her front legs move to block any attacks coming toward her face. With the beast’s momentum, she attempts to throw him over her head and send the winged attacker sprawling. Wait… wings?! Recognition dawns in her mind just her body attempts to throw Wylan over her head and onto the leaf strewn ground. As her body moves all Zion can think is; ‘He better not get hurt because I am going to kick his butt!’.


"Zion Fatalis"

Ambushing Zion was the most exciting thing ever! It was hard to roar instead of giggle, but he managed it - just - even if it was a little squeaky. Before he could get too excited, Zion reacted rather suddenly and very strangely. Before he knew it, he was suddenly flying as if his wings did work. But his flight was short lived, and despite flailing his body and his wings in order to try and righten himself (or maybe fly for real) the ground came it him rather suddenly. It hit him hard, which was rather unkind of it. But it wasn’t the impact he felt the most, it was the crunch of the wing which flopped under him, and took the brunt of his weight. It tore in an audible and shocking fashion, and then Wylan was crying. It hurt! It hurt! Oh man, it hurt. "Speech"

The fright that Zion held felt moments before suddenly shifts to anger as she realizes that it had been her brother who was just trying to scare her. Well, it had worked! Her body is motion and cannot be stopped, the girl flinging his winged form her head as she, accidently, sends him careening toward the ground. The anger boils in her for a moment until Wylan lands and an audible tearing sound fills the air. Suddenly, the pale girl is on her feet as her brother begins to cry, her stomach rolling with nausea as she realizes that she has injured her sneaky sibling.

Tears build in her eyes as she comes to stop next to him, body trembling with fear and disgust at herself for causing him so much pain. Gently, she lifts a paw, aiming to touch the leg closest to her as Zion says, “Wylan, I am so sorry. I didn’t mean it. You just scared me.” The tears fall unbidden now, soaking the fur of her cheeks as she tips her small head back and feebly calls for mom and dad. They will know what to, know how to help her brother and make the pain go away. Even as she feels her knees try and buckle and stomach leap up into her throat, the girl remains strong… for him.

Careful not to disturb the wing that just looks… wrong, the girl attempts to lift one of his front legs as she tries to slide her form up next against him. Short legs then move to try and wrap around his neck as she softly says, “It’s okay, Way. Mommy will be here soon. It will be okay.” Zion then attempts to gently lick away his tears, offering him what comfort even as tears stain her own cheeks. It is all she can offer him while they wait for their parents to appear.


"Zion Fatalis"

Tears. Halo could hear tears. She could hear tears and within moments she was racing in the direction they came from. Full tilt running, her heart racing even faster than it would from the typical exertion. No, like Halo was pretty sure she'd never run quite this fast in her life. Racing out to the source of the tears, to the source of the sound, her eyes wide with concern. Right, she couldn't look panicked around the kids, but... it was hard. They weren't just normal patients, they were so much more than that. Doing what she could to arrange her expression to something gentle (rather than stricken), Halo drew near to the pups. Zion was standing over Wylan, Wylan was crying-- oh. Oh shit. One of his wings held at an awkward angle, one that made her stomach churn. "Oh my loves, what happened?" The words were gentle, spoken with the same softness that Halo always held. She moved to Wylan's side, kneeling beside him for a moment while she took stock of the situation. "It's alright my dear, you can cry. It's okay," gently, the pale healer dabbed at his cheek, wiped at his tears. He was welcome to cry, but she also needed to hear what had happened in order to patch him up. The wing was concerning, but it also wasn't going anywhere. If he was crying, then he was breathing. Every other assessment could wait until he was calm. "Speech"

It hurt! Why did it hurt! He’d never felt something so bad before in his entire short life. He was openly weeping, big ugly tears. The type that left his nose running, and scrunched up his whole face. He tried to move his wing, and while he was able to, it sent sharp stabs of pain through the joint. Almost impossibly, he cried harder. He could scarcely notice Zion as she patted his leg, he was too busy trying to come to terms with the awful new sensation in his life. He had tried to get up yet, but even curled up on the ground he knew his mothers voice. “MUUUUUM, It hurts, make it stop!” He wailed. Then she was there, dabbing at his tears. Almost futile attempt, his fur around his face was soaked with snot and tears. He didn’t have the words to tell her that he had torn something in his wing. "Speech"

The girl’s attempts to comfort Wylan are rebuffed, and so, she stands next to him, trembling and sobbing along with him. It was scary to see him hurting so much but she feels all the worse because she had caused this. Through her tears she tries to apologize, again and again for the agony she has brought about her winged sibling. Thankfully, Halo appears, her gentle words spoken with a softness that many wolves would envy. Zion wants to rush to her, crumble into her arms and scream how sorry she is for the whole thing. However, she knows that Wylan needs their healer mother more.

Sniffling, the girl silently steps aside, allowing Halo free access to the injured pup. The wail that greets their mother wrenches a sob from Zion’s chest and the girl’s voice quakes as she says, “It’s my fault. I was walking… and Wylan tried to scare me… and… and…” Shame crosses her face as she remembers how her body instinctively fought back, tossing her brother over her head before she even registered it was her sibling. Head lowers as she watches her mother, not wanting to hurt her brother any further but a part of her still wishes to help take his pain away. Knees wobble as she quietly watches the pair, hoping against hope that mom can fix the hurt wing.


"Zion Fatalis"