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The shadowy figure woke up and pulled herself to her feet. The smell of rabbits lignered in the air and made her hungry, but she ignored it. Someone had patched up her wounds. She was confused, but didn't care, she started to run again in that same direction. Her paws still had a few traces of blood on them, leaving her trail to be easily followed.
Tadakatsu Gnawd on a piece of meat, a hurt wolf next to him, but otherwise alone. He heard a stick break somewhere nearby, and pretended not to notice, till he hear a bullet slide into a chamber. He stood up, and right when he got to his full body height, he changed into a wolf and jumped toward his assailant. The assassin was taken by suprise and bowled over, the gun firing into Tadakatsu's shoulder. He ripped at the assailant, taking another bullet into his side. He succeeded in ripping off part of the man's arm, Then pinned up to the ground, blood everywhere. He leered at the man. He then grabbed the man's throat and crushed it, his blood smearing everywhere, he pulled, and the man's entire throat was ripped from him. Tadakatsu walked back to the camp, sluggishly, he layed down wearily, the windpipe still in his mouth, his wounds bleeding exponentially.
*Crescent smelt Tadakatsu's blood as well as some humans. She whimpered and looked that way* I'll be right back *she dashed off towards the wounded wolf and took off her jacket that was tied tightly around her waist. She put it on his bleeding wounds and applied pressure to the gash, hoping to stop the blood flow*
She could smell it to. The sharp scent of death loomed in the air, but the wolf didn't seem to care. She ran ahead, ignoring her own wounds. Her previous fight was a close one, and she didn't have time to start any more. Snow started to fall from the grey skys, and the black wolf let out a shrilll howl.
*Crescent looked around frantically. She had no clue what to do. She gripped her shirt and tore it into pieces. She tied them around the bleeding wounds and made sure they were tight. She heard the howl from far away and wanted to cry back. She felt her hands tremble as she continued to dress the other wolf's wounds. She hoped to save him before it was too late*