Vanilla Twilight[Twig Birth]

N/A · 03-26-2014, 11:25 AM

"Pray"

It was time. The males eyes snapped open the moment the cry hit the air, although Jinxx had already been rushing on his way, a sinking feeling within his stomach before the call had went out. He had seen the mouth of the den the moment another arrived, and who the hell it was he did not know. Ears fell back, eyes narrowed, and his limbs pushed him forward faster then before, and then the tainted scent of blood hit his nostrils. His heart would fall, thoughts of desperation swirling within his mind. He would not be losing his sister, not before her time. And the bastard male that forced the bastard child upon her would pay. Even for a gentle wolf such as himself, when it came to family, he would have no mercy. Though not as brutal as Lunatik was, Jinxx could still do the unthinkable to those who dared harm his family. And he wondered...if the male that had entered the den would be one to watch out for.

He would fall to a halt as he slipped into the den, just in time to hear the males words as he shoved past him without a word. His only concern was his sisters welfare, and it would be him to decide what happened to her. Oceanic blue eyes kept focused on her unconscious face, an enormous amount of willpower sitting on him to keep him steady and focused. He couldn't panic, not now. The stench of blood was strong as his eyes slid down her body to the cross marked child. Though it was very unlike him, he could not help the cold look given to the child. It was that thing, that had put his sister through so much pain. And so, she would not see it upon waking. "We bury it. I will not allow my sister to awaken to something that will cause her more harm." He responded, and in what way of harm? He knew only too well. It was best for her not to see it.

He turned to Erani, emotions swimming within the outlets of his soul, did she understand why? "I will stay with her and clean her up...take it out of here, and he can go too. My sister needs to rest alone." The request seemed to come out as a slight demand, and although he hadn't meant to, it had slipped out that way. Then again, the Black family had that quirk when it came to their own. The male slipped to the ground, cradling his sisters head on his forepaws as he wrapped his body along the backside of her own. Gently, he would lick her face for comfort, all the while bis heart was beating in fear.

"Speech", Thought, "You"

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