The Bloodied Moon
11-25-2014, 07:44 PM
Even as Tahlia rushed to him Bane hardly shifted from where he lay, feeling his mate when she lay beside him. He felt the warmth of her pelt press against his side, listening to the compounding sorrow as realization sunk in. The old wolf was finding some comfort by her words as she lay against him. "So warm..." Bane mumbled, feeling one of her forepaws work it's way underneath his head for support and the other over the back of his neck. "It claws inside of me. I can feel it." The old wolf could only gasp out a few words at a time, chest rising and falling rapidly before slowing when not speaking "I'm scared." Bane let out in the faintest of whispers. Others were nearby watching. Pinned ears picking up muffled words. Des. Lior. His sons. Where were his sons at? Anais? A grey set of jaws weakly licked up some snowfall.
Tahlia was returning his words as she held him, his love as best she could with the time they had left together. To die in her embrace... he wouldn't have it any other way. Always he thought he would be alone when the inevitable came. Or at the very least in his sleep. "I'm sorry. Tahlia." Bane's voiced trailed off, head twisting with all his remaining strength to trail his muzzle against her jaw. A kiss was placed against the tip of her muzzle, Bane's head giving a shudder as he lay back down. The whines and keens of his sons standing by their parents faintly intruded in his ears was replaced by the dull thudding of his heart. "Take care of her. I'm sorry Tahlia. That I can't provide for you. And the young. Stay safe out there. By the moon we met. By the moon we'll meet again Tahlia." The dying wolf spoke rapidly though some words were slurred. So tired. And so he settled in for the final journey to finish. The one that awaited all of them in time. Though only traveled alone.
Tahlia was returning his words as she held him, his love as best she could with the time they had left together. To die in her embrace... he wouldn't have it any other way. Always he thought he would be alone when the inevitable came. Or at the very least in his sleep. "I'm sorry. Tahlia." Bane's voiced trailed off, head twisting with all his remaining strength to trail his muzzle against her jaw. A kiss was placed against the tip of her muzzle, Bane's head giving a shudder as he lay back down. The whines and keens of his sons standing by their parents faintly intruded in his ears was replaced by the dull thudding of his heart. "Take care of her. I'm sorry Tahlia. That I can't provide for you. And the young. Stay safe out there. By the moon we met. By the moon we'll meet again Tahlia." The dying wolf spoke rapidly though some words were slurred. So tired. And so he settled in for the final journey to finish. The one that awaited all of them in time. Though only traveled alone.