Step One: Get Out Alive
11-04-2015, 03:10 PM
The Star Dreamer beamed at her elder brother, not even knowing he was coming but glad that he had, and not only that but backed her up. She beamed at her brother then, her eyes filled with gratitude. With that Astrea calmly watched as hostile words bounced from one end of the stand off to the other, this was not a pretty thing to be between but she was not one to stand on the sidelines and watch those who may not necessarily be weaker but was in a bad way from the war that was more than likely winding down. She looked at the large gray male, his words full of anger at a lost home. "So you take it back with blood? You condemn a whole family for the sins of one? Who won a challenge? The world is not so black and white." She then turned to the white male then, the one she had been defending and gave him a small frown, he just kept digging a hole for himself. "You need to stop digging your grave, I will help you the best I can but I will not spill blood. Someone is waiting for you right? Someone you may want to see again, who may need you? You need to calm down and let those will to help, help." And as the little healer brought her down a peg, she conceded that he was right. The injured could not be moved in this condition, they needed help now and she should not get in his way. She moved then, no longer in the young males way. "I am sorry young healer, I had not meant to block you, but I was also not able to stand aside and let injured wolves be harmed more." As she moved aside she looked at the brown female, taking in everything she said. "Ah, you are the mother. I know you children wait for you." She smiled at her. "I can tell you they are safe and in good hands at the moment. So lets let the young healer look at your wounds too, yes?" She then turned her eyes on the one her brother called surreal. "That is only the right thing to do, is it not?" She then looked at the battered wolves, "Then we can collect the young ones and then you can rebuild what was lost." |