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05-03-2014, 11:15 AM
{Wael's an adult. And also, he's not that badly injured. Just a few scratches.}
The young adult was not aware of much, except for the pain in his new scratches, and a familiar face standing over him, asking if he was alright. For just a moment, he had thought it was the black wolf, coming to kill him, and his lips had jerked upwards in a snarl for just a moment, before he struggled to speak, staring at his sister."S-Serra....." His voice, although soft, was cracking with the pain he felt, and when Serra asked him if he was alright, he could only manage to lift his head and shake it once. The pain was making him sick, and, as he smelt the air, he realized that it was the sickly sweet scent of blood that was bothering him, too. Wael shook with a silent fear, before staring up at his sister, helplessly, the same way he had as a pup, so many times. No! He shook his head, shaking away the memories, or trying to, but instead a small gray pup on his side stared up at Serra with wide eyes, and Wael closed his blue eyes for a minute, reliving it for just a moment. Wael was afraid now, of the sun, and, out of the corner of his blue eyes, he saw the black wolf, getting ready to lunge at Serra, it's claws out and it's mouth open. The male jumped up, almost falling, and jumped in front of his sister, falling down like he was fighting with an invisible wolf, which he thought that he was, in a way. It's jaws snapped at him, it's red eyes glowing as the pain in his shoulders made him drop his paws. Like always, the wolf lunged, and was gone, running at the sight of a new wolf, before a voice scared him and made him look up. For a minute, Wael narrowed his eyes at the wolf, stating the obvious about him. Then he flinched away, the crazy wolf's mind making sure that he was convinced that this was the demon wolf. Shaking his head, blood matting his fur, Wael struggled to his paws and crawled behind his sister, his tail between his legs as he waited for her to comfort him. He looked over his shoulder, one side of his black mask matted with blood and one eye swelled shut. He stared at his sister, then leaned closer and whimpered in her ear, the things he usually talked about; the demon wolf possessing another wolf. Serra. I don't trust this wolf. He's the demon wolf, I know it.....I know he is. Don't trust him, please. Please, Serra. Please. Wael shivered, and then looked back at the snapped tree limb. Slowly, Wael slunk around his sister. His black paw almost gave out, but he dragged himself to the limb and sniffed it carefully, drawing his head back in surprise. Yes, there was Serra's scent, of course, but something else beyond it... The only thought was the name of his brother, who had left the pack first, and Wael turned around and stared at his sister. Then, his mind began to race, as the wolf regained his sanity for just a moment, until he heard what no other wolf could; the crack of limbs beneath something's paw. The hallucination he always had was back, and it would make a fool out of him in front of his sister. Then, realizing what he had said about the other wolf, he glanced at pale wolf, and narrowed his blue eyes, glaring into it's gray eyes, before turning back to the hallucination. It was lunging at his sister again, but this time, the hallucination wouldn't get that far; with a snarl, Wael launched himself at it, running as fast as he could with his injuries. Speech, |
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