*Crescent suddenly caught Blizzard's scent and gently picked Kaze up. She ran to where he was and set Kaze down again. Crescent turned into her wolf form and gripped the hand of his sword in her jaws and tugged. She pulled as hard as she possibly could until finally she felt the sword shoot out. Crescent fell backwards and shook her head. She turned into her human form again and began to tend to Blizzard's wounds, she neither looked at him nor spoke to him. She just did her work. Crescent ripped off part of her pants, now more like shorts, and applied the cloth to his bleeding wound in hope to clot the blood and therefore stop it*
*After she was done, Crescent stood up and picked up Blizzard's sword. She handed it to him and sat down, guilt eating her inside like a virus. She hugged her knees close to her and kept her back turned to both Kaze and Blizzard. She had caused them enough pain. Crescent got to her feet and went and gave Kaze a hug good-bye. She looked at Blizzard and flashed a quick smile before running off. Her form soon becoming nothing but a speck in the tundra*
*Crescent continued to run, her paws slamming on the ground and kicking up the snow. Tears flooded into her eyes and blurred up her gaze. She couldn't see them again. She only caused them pain and suffering. She started fights, she got them hurt, she brought then into her problems. "Lance was right," she thought. "Everyone's sick of my 'bad attitude'. I shouldn't have even met them!" Crescent gave herself another burst of energy before galloping over the hill and out of sight from both of the wounded wolves*