Trouble Is My Middle Name~

Again and again Dusk sent the length of wire slicing through the air. The hiss that it made when it flew was rather pleasing to the ears and the girls tall ears lifted and swiveled, following the sound. She found that the sound changed depending on the direction that the wire was flying in and so, as she worked on her trajectory, she also tried to match up the sound to her strikes. So focused was she on learning her new tail whip that she'd lost focus of everything else. That was the turning point for the entire day.

As Dusk spun, flinging the razor wires towards the downed tree, her brother's voice called out to her. A second later she could see his form emerging from behind the log, leaping over it in slow motion. There was absolutely nothing that Dusk could do to stop the wire from flying towards its target which, now that he was jumping over the log, was directly behind Thorn. The dark child felt her stomach clench and she thought that she called out his name in warning, but she couldn't be sure if it was her mouth or her voice within her own head that screamed.

After what seemed like days, the wire finally made contact with Dusk's brother. She could feel the reverberation in her tail that meant she'd struck something. Had he not been there, she certainly would have hit her target; the rock still sitting on the log. Instead, the sharp thorns on the wire bit into her brother instead. With the 'shnnnk' that she'd come to enjoy, the tip of the razor wire sliced right through Thorn's left ear. Dusk instantly felt nauseous as she saw the tip of Thorn's ear fly through the air and land in the grass not too far away. It took everything within the girl to stop from vomiting.

Dusk ran forward, the wire clinging to her tail and dragging in the grass. "I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!" It hadn't been intentional at all. Thorn had been in the wrong place at the wrong time. She still felt absolutely horrid. Blood gushed from the wounded ear and Dusk panicked. Tears began falling from the girl's fire opal eyes and she sobbed along with her brother, trying to stop the bleeding with her paws. It was futile. Dusk, through her sobbing, howled out for their mom. Mom would surely be able to fix this. "Let's go," she managed to speak through her tears. They could meet their mom, or anyone, on their way back to the castle.

"Dusk Carpathius"