Wolf's Rain RP

Cobar smiled at her, nuzzling his nose to hers. He took a few breaths of recovery from the running, looking around himself. Cobar locked his eyes on the beautiful wolf. Her fur seemed like it was divine, as the moonlight reflected against it. He was as good as mesmorized by the beauty that shun from this female. "You.. You're beautiful" He said, quietly, having a shy smile. He looked at himself for a moment, sighing. His black fur absorbed the moonlight instead of embracing it like Kyva was, as he was barely visible in the dark forest.

He walked closer to her, snuggling his head and neck towards Kyva. It made him feel warm, no matter how cold it was outside. He smiled, looking up in the sky and holding his head against her. He knew this was not the place and place to be all cuddly, but he wanted to do that anyway. To prove how much he cared about her, and also to prove he would not let anything harm her, ever.

Kyva laughed softly, feeling the touch of the larger wolf's muzzle on her own. She smiled, staring into his bright yellow eyes, the only thing really visible wihtin the night. His sleek body camoflauged with the dark, and the night seemed to take him captive. Kyva playfully placed her forepaws on his lean back, and leaned forward, nipping his ear gently. Her body was small next to his, but she was lean and agile, and easily managed to crawl under Cobar, and leap up to give him a gentle nip. After a short while, Kyva stepped off a bit. she yawned, and stretched. She was beggining to get tired.

she welcomed his touch gladly, as they asceneded up the mountain it became colder and colder. Finally she stopped. She still smelled the wolf in the distance, but barely. She leaned down and began lapping the water out of a small creek that trickled by. she turned to Cobar wiht a shy smile, and looked around for a moment. After a quick scan, she trotted toward a spot where two large boulders met, froming a small shelter. She crawled in, and curled up inside. She allowed Cobar to follow her in, and curl up beside her. She then placed her head on his back, warming both himand herself.

" We'll continue on in a few hours...goodnight. "

she whispered into his jet black ear. her eyes slowly closed, and she drifted off to sleep.

Breath was shallow. But... Warmth. Setsuna? Mother?

'I'm going to die...'
'No, brother! You musn't give up hope. It's only a bite, nothing serious.'
'You have a way with words, Setsuna, but I know it was venomous... I'm fading.'
'No! I'm not losing you like we lost Sinja! Look, mother's back with anti-venom from the hospital!'

'Unh...'
'Mother, I think he's waking up...'
'Come now, rest easy Sintra... It's okay, I'm here...'

"...Mother."

Several hours later, Cobar gave out a long yawn. He felt great, almost like a new wolf. He stretched his legs while remained in a laying position, considering Kyva laying with her head on top of him. He did not dare to move, afraid that he would wake her up. Instead he just laid there, taking in the scent of Kyva and feeling her warmth. He now felt the scent of that other wolf that Kyva were targeting. He had not sensed it before, maybe because he did not stop to actually search.

Since he felt no urge in rushing the female up on her feet and continue the search, he closed his eyes and let her sleep. She had worked a lot the previous days, and he did not plan on wrecking her well deserved rest. Instead he closed his eyes, took a deep breath and drifted into sleep once more. He dreamt of sunny summer hills and the long forgotten paradise. It felt like it was the sun of the dream that provided the warmth, that actually came from Kyva. He started kicking his legs in his sleep, as he dreamt of running over the hills and grassy fields.

Kyva awoke before the sun rose, feeling the soft movements of Cobar beneath her. She stood and carefully stepped over the larger wolf. With a long yawn and a stretch, she shoook her body from nose to tail. She then turned to Cobar and pressed her head gently against his. The scent of the other ran through her sensitive nose again. her muzzle twitched with anticipation. Now, as they narrowed in, the scent of blood, and death floated into her mind. She shook the idea. No, the wolf she smelled was not dead, but clsoe to it. that brought her to lower her head and nod affirmitively.

" Hn. "

She knew they had to find this wolf, before it was to late. This also brought her to wonder about the eerie howling she had heard earlier. she did not sound like a lone owlf at all, She was crying for her pack, or what once was her pack. Kyva looked to the east where the sun was slowly rising from behind the mountains, its subtle light illuminating their peaks. She nudged Cobar once more, gently waking him. She licked his muzzle and then trotted off. the first thing she could catch was oly a small bird, but for now it would be alright. she chewed off a small protion for herself, and left the rest for him to eat.

Taking slow, even footed steps Kyva walked to the edge of the clearing, and raised her nose to the wind. Her mouth formed a small circle and she howled powerfully, letting it echo across the mountian range. she howled to her pack, to assure them she was alright, as was Cobar. she howled to the lone female, letting her know it was safe, they where not hostile. Most of all, she howled to the strange scent, hoping for any kind of response, any sign of life.

If Cobar was not awake before, the howl sure did a good work sorting that out. Cobar was very alert after the powerful howl as he walked up behind her. He had grabbed the bird with his mouth and was chewing a piece of it as he approached her. He let her finish the howl, before he swallowed the rest of the meat in his mouth. He licked himself around his lips to make sure no single piece of it remained there, that everything was in his stomache.

He lowered his front body and extended his front legs, spreading his claws and giving out another yawn.
"One powerful wakingcall" He said, smiling at Kyva as he stood up straight on his legs. He had felt the scent of the wolf, but was clearly not as sensitive in the nose as his dear friend was, deciding she would lead the way.
"Is it a long way to go?" Cobar asked. He was not tired or sick of the wandering, but he was hoping it was not too late to reach the wolf they were searching.

Faith looked in the direction of the den. She hesitated a few times, but the kind wolves kept revisiting her mind. The pack seemed like such a nice pack of wolves. Carefully, she stepped forward to the den and the others. Her tail wagged, but only vaugly as she was worried about how the rest of them would respond about her approach.

Eventually, she reached the corner of the den that would lead her inside. She peaked her head around the corner, opening her mouth like she was about to speak. She closed it again, backing of a little. She tried again, this time successfully peaking around the corner.

"Hi" She said, looking at the pack of wolves by the den. "My name is Faith" She whispered carefully before slowly walking out and revieling her whole silver furred body. "I.. I followed your scent here, discovering this den and you all. I hope..." She paused, taking a deep breath "...I hope I am not intruding anything. I can leave again" She said, close to talking in a stuttering kind of way. They all had treated her so nicely, she had nothing to fear "If.. If you want, that is. If you want me to leave"

Her tail stopped wagging and as nervous as she was, the flees made another assault on her. She sat down quickly, starting to fight the flees at her neck of with her hind leg. Out of success, she decided to bite the flees of, as she turned her head and attacked her own neck with her jaw. "Stupid flees! Leave me alone!" She thought to herself, whining on the inside.

Sun... Light... It crept slowly... Oh, so slowly! over the mountain top. Amazing. The wolf had lasted an entire night. The Gods must like him... Or they're just giving a false sense of hope to make the end bitter sweet.

'Setsuna... Sinja... Mother...' The wolf then heard it. A howl... No two, one to some far away being, and one... One for recognition.
Gathering his strength-which was very little mind you-, Sintra let out a weak, mildly disturbing howl, full of pitch mistakes and signs of pain.
The message was clear.
Help.

Kyva lowered her nose, blushing softly as Cobar approached. She laid her ears back and nuzzled his chin, apologizing softly for waking him in the way she did. She smiled as he ate the rest of the bird, and hoped he was at least slightly satisifed with the small meal. She then turned her head toward the mountains. Her lively eyes scanned their peaks and summits, they rested even higher than the one on which she and Cobar stood. As she looked him then her heart leaped. He was a very handsome wolf..striking indeed, and hte black that reflected on his coat, with those beautiful eyes.. He was very large too, and immensly powerful. She felt so safe with him.

As soon as she noted how she was gazig as deeply into the male's eyes as she was, she turned away, blushing softly. She shook and walked toward the forests edge, daunted. her ears pricked forward and swivled as she heard a soft noise. Was it...? She heard it again and barked affirmitivly. her tail flagged out for a moment and she turned to Cobar. She paced anticipatingly on her forepaws and then heard the cry again. She smiled, wagged her tail licked Cobar's chin.

" Lets go! "

With that she darted off, paws slamming the ground, head and eyes straight forward. her lean body weaved in and out of trees, and she jumped over a small stream on her way. Finaly she made it to a higher peak.
The scent was at it's strongest.
Kyva leaped onto a small ledged, and looked back at Cobar to make sure he was alright. Finally she reached the wolf, lying ona small flat area, weak, thin, and bloody. Kyva whimpered sympathetically, and leaned down to the wolf.

" Can you hear me..? "

She turned and looked back once more to Cobar.

'They're coming... Come we must hide!'
'But, Mother, who're they?'
'No time! Hide, now child!'
Dark. Damp. Voices, discussing, taunting, threatning.
'Hurry Sintra, through that hole there. There'll be an opening you can escape to there. Go!'
'What was that?' Said a man. 'It came from over there!'
'Go, Sintra!'
'But mother!'
'GO!'
Running, light at the end of the tunnel... BANG!
'Mother?'
A net... More men... Dark... Again.

Sintra awoke with a jolt, eyes wide, unawar of the damage to his body.
"MOTHER!!!" Then, he collapsed, breathing heavily.

Cobar smiled at the female when she nuzzled him. His tail slowly rose, wagging at the same time, out of excitement. Cobar was extremely lucky to have met such a wonderful wolf. He had no idea there existed souls as kind, fair and beautiful as this one before. It was a new experience to him. Sure, he had barely met any females before. Most of them he had met wanted him dead. Ironical enough, the wolves were never heard of again. This one was different in a lot of ways. Even though it was the first time for him, he knew this was what humans called love. He stroke his body against hers as he walked up next to her, looking into the same direction as her.

He turned to look at her, when their eyes met. It felt like his heart skipped a pack of beats, before carry on like normal. Suddenly, Kyva rose in anticipation without Cobar really figure out why. After a moment, he realised why, nodding at her in an agreeing way when she spoke to him. As she took of, Cobar were not far behind. He held a constant eye on the female. Since he did not hear anything, he trusted she did.

At all time, Cobar was alert to the worst and too alert with the environment, he almost ran straight into Kyva who stopped by the wolf after a while of running. Cobar realised, that the wolf probably was in need to meet something beautiful upon awakening, and not Cobar. A big wolf that look more than a killer than a divine being like Kyva.

Cobar took a few steps back, laying down on a rock, where he observed Kyva trying to make contact with the wolf. He remained silent, placing his head on his crossed paws on the rock. Something made him feel like more of a bodyguard than a fellow wolf. It was an odd feeling, but he did not mind. After all, he always had tried to be the guardian of his group.

Kyva let her tounge hang for a moment, and paced somewhat nervously. closig her mouth she took a deep breath, and regathered her cool bearings. Calmly she placed her pale gold brushed cheek onto the wolves bony chest. her muzzle touched his. She felt her head rise and fall softly, and the air whisking breifly in and out of his nose. it seemed to come in then immediatly go, like a hesistant guest. It didn't even have the time to settle in his weak lungs. Kyva leaned forward then, and let her tongue graze a deep wound on his shoudler. The blood was not to new, and had ceased its outward flow. she sighed with realief. at least he was keeping his blood in. She then ran her muzzle across his body, nudging here and there, checking for broken bones. Other than his shoulder and hind paw, he seemed alright. the shoulder had already swollen: A good sign, and his hock should fare well too.

Looking up at Cobar she smiled softly, and reasured him with a gentle wag of her long, flowing tail. after this she turned toward the injured wolf again, and attempted to move him onto her back, failing quite miserably. After another heave, her body becoming tainted with his crimson blood, her efforts ceased and she gave Cobar a pleading look. She had managed to drag him to the forested area when she nodded to Cobar.

" I might need some help.."

Cobar watched Kyva during her investigation of the wolf. Cobar prayed that he was alright. All these wolves that appeared at the same time were a miracle. This one could not be pulled to the eternal dream, it just would not be fair. Cobar was about to get up when he noticed the attempts of Kyva to carry the wolf, but hesitated. He was not sure if she wanted his help yet. He simply jumped down and followed her carrying him.

After a shorter distance, she turned to Cobar, asking him for help. He shivered for a moment, noticing the blood on her beautiful fur. He did not mind helping at all. Anything to ease the already heavy work Kyva had been put up with lately.
Cobar leaped up next to her and the other wolf. Before bending down to attempt picking the wolf up, he turned to Kyva. He placed his tongue on her fur, starting to clean some of the nasty blood away from her. Removing at least a major scale of it from this side of her body, he bent down and ran his head in under the unconscious wolf's chest. He took a deep breath, before giving strength to his neck. To get the wolf up at first, he needed to Carry it on his neck and head only, and even though the wolf was lighter than Cobar, it was heavy. Eventually, he got up straight and he tilted his head up to the sky. The wolf slid down his neck and onto his back, hanging over his back like nothing but a fur-coat.

"How is this as help?" He asked with a smile on his face, turning his head to Kyva. "I'll do the lifting, you'll do the leading back to the others. Plain fair, thanks to everything you've done already"

Deja sat at his lonely boring post watching and listening for anything out of the ordinary. He was still quiet hungry and his lips were also pretty chapped. He thought for a sec and then decided to go gather some meat. He got off his rock and started off in the woods to go hunting.

Deja saw a rather large rabbit hopping his was across the Forrest floor. Deja took the help-less creature down with in seconds. He bit its throat killing the poor thing instantly, he tossed the rabbit across his back so he could still gather more meat. He came across a clearing where he found a young human and what looked to be his father and a dog playing a harmless game of fetch. They all looked happy even the dog. It made deja think of the simpler times when he was younger and living with the man and his son. But he knew he would never have a life like that Again. Deja left the sight in-case the dog may have found him.

Deja continued his hunting trip and caught a good amount of foods. varying from fruits and animal. Though he was a wolf and eating meat was in his blood, He also enjoyed a helping of fruit every once and awhile. He found a near by pond and sat the food near a tree while he pounced in and took a much needed bath.
When he was finished he gathered his food and returned to the den.

He walked in the den with the food on his back and sat in all on the side. " This meat will only stay fresh for 2 days at the most so I would appropriate it if we ate it within that time." He bowed his head and grabbed a squirrel and some berries . He went to his post and started gnawing on his meal. He saw Faith was itching from flees. He took some berries and crushed them up in his mouth and spat them out into a leaf.

"Faith I know a easy remedy for reliving the itching. It wont kill them but you will itch a lot less. " He put the leaf in front of her. " Just put these crushed up blue berries on the spot that itches and that should relive you a bit." He said smiling and wagging happily " And it absorbs in so it wont stain your wonderful pelt". He jumped atop his post and got back to his meal.

"Hush m'dear... It won't hurt long..."
"N-No... Please stop... p-please... no!"

The wind struck across the landscape. With poisoned claws, it raked over the horizon. Starvation of a beast consumed the warmth and comfort of the world around it. The trees lay bare. They rooted within the ground as dormant, anorexic creatures. Never could they pull away. They could not leave their shackles, only cling to what little hope they had of finding food. But hope was a fleeting gift. Not the richest of Kings nor the wealthiest of robbers could afford such an expensive treasure.

The branches of the trees bent and swayed with a cry. Howls raped their appendages, robbing them of any further comfort. Spared not of the harshest conditions, they allowed winter's breath to take them. A skeleton of what and who they were would have no flesh to cover it upon this hour. It lay barren and naked. Stripped of clothing by the falling of its leaves, it sank towards the center of the Earth, weeping in its silent suicide.

Envious as the morning, the evening would soon overtake. Ravishing the sky with the seductive blanket, the stars carefully blotched against the navy blue carpet. Coating the atmosphere, the last of the sun was swallowed behind the horizon's face. Moon and sun... Many people found them opposites but they are naught. They are twins, born of the same sire and birthed from the same b*tch. Bred for what not one person shall ever know. Was it to keep the sky claimed? Did such parents covet the stars and thus create both orbs to destroy their beauty?

One must dwell into the human consciousness to figure out such feud between sun and moon. As twins perform within their mother's womb, the two will fight for the sky. Lulled only by the dawn's mantle and the twilight's coverlet, the quarrelling spheres would mold into one another. The moon still visible as the sun peaked, and the lunar globe lurking as the solar circle slept.

Yet, one must lose and one must succeed. The stellar night basked across the sky. Artemis, lovely and fragile in her ever-lasting virginity, looked upon the world. Never deflowered or deprived of maidenhead, nevertheless having children... Such could only be performed by the Goddess.

Thrust upon the ivory-coated scope, a shadow claimed the land. Robbing the purity of the snow with imprints of its presence, it was labeled bandit to the stars. As a ballet dancer the grace presented itself with pride and liquidified motion. The very sea could not mimic such elegance, yet matched the ferocity. A killer came in beauty. Many people may see it as evil. But then... immortality came in an abudancy of splendor. The oceanic surface claimed many lives in her arms. Forever selfish, and claiming the flesh and bones to herself. For she knew, never would she have such things.

The silhouette left behind not only prints, but a droplet of crimson life. Pads curved towards the destination, claws digging into the ground and puncturing such frozen soil. In the center of the forepaw lay stained. Ah blood was cruel when it came from our bodies, but brought us life when we thieved it from others.

Wolf was all that came to the minds of those whom saw it. An occasional rabbit would perk up its head, hiding in its ice-camouflaged pelt to blend with a tundric bundle. It went unseen... for now. An owl, wise with years of erudition, shifted upon his hollow within the corpse of a deadened pine. Needles had nearly fallen, but the windbreak offered sanctuary to him. It's optics turned to watch its pier in predatory skills. Bored, for such a creature had seen all, it went back to munching on its rodent dinner.

The blotches of scarlet liquid deepened. From droplets came globule; from globule rose puddle; puddle became mere; mere became tarn... Eventually, the blood path ceased. It fell upon an abrasion upon the creature's right shoulder. Ebonite fur cluttered round where the wind crusted such warm life. Wound caused by man, for bullet be only servant, it damaged the creature into stillness.

Hungry, weakened, immobile... The eyes of the wolf slowly shut. Cerulean filled irises hid behind fleshed curtains. What would become of him now that such a tragedy befell him? Surely he would heal with the moon's healing light? But should he go on in famine, his body would sojourn its function. And thus, man would claim another beast. For in his desirous slaughter, he rose to the thrown of king of beasts. And in such title he would earn hate.

As he bled, the wolf swore an oath. The blood of a human would avenge the blood he'd been reaped of. And with that thought, darkness consumed his mind and left him with a dumbness of infancy as reality succumbed to reverie...

Kyva smiled as Cobar agred to help, backing awya from the wolf and cobar simultaniously. She let her tail wag very softly, and then nodded, seriously. She couldn't help but smile slightly when cobar eyed her the way he did. She liked how watchfully, he kept her under a soft guard, never letting her slip from his sight. The way those stunning eyes would follow hers. She tried for a bit to do the same, but wound up getting lost in his pools of deep yellow.

She blushed as she felt his tongue on her side, licking the crimson blood off of her pale golden coat. It sent chills up her spine, and she closed her eyes for a moment enjoying the grooming sensation that left her feeling light and giddy, as soon as he finished she shook her head, blushing. She knew she had to be serious. With a quick thank you, and an affectionate lick on the mouth to cobar, she gently touched the other wolf's paw and promised he'd be ok. she then bolted forward, through the dense forest, Cobar on her tail, untill they reached the den. Once there, she watched as Cobar lay the wolf down. She quickly fetched his some water from a stream nearby, letting it dribble form her own mouth to his, and set off to cleaning the blood off of his fur, and cleansing his wounds.

While doing so , she looked up at Faith with an apologetic smile.

" Welcome..if you need anything please let me know. "

Deja was sitting and finishing up the last of his meal when he smelled cobar,kyva and a new wolf coming towards the cave a rapid speed. At the rate and speed they were traveling Deja fearing something was wrong. But then it hit him. He smelled the new comers blood and noted that he may be injured. Deja saw Cobar and Kyva coming in the den and Carrying the new wolf. Deja scoped out the poor thing and it looked like he was in bad shape. He had a open cuts and he could not see how many. He Remembered giving faith the leaf full of berries and luckily it was untouched.

"These berries are a good remedy for a any sized cut. I gave them to faith but they should work the same way as they would for small bites." He looked at Cobar. " Here let me drench a little on his wound"
Deja dabbed a bit of this juice on his paw and let it drip on the wolfs cut. " It wont close the cut but he will bleed less and he may feel less pain. " He said with a smile hoping this new wolf was fine.

Cobar nodded approvingly to the others, as he took several steps back. He watched the rest of the wolves, not entirely sure if he should call them a pack, or just wolves. Afterall, they would probably stick together from now on. It would be concidered a pack in that scenario. Cobar shook his head, observing the rest of the wolves with a glimt of satisfaction in his eyes. He actually was a member of a pack. A long wanted dream of his.
He paused his thinking, staring at Kyva. Anytime he did that, it felt like the world siezed moving. She was increadible. How could one possibly care as much as she did? She seemed to like everyone equal, no matter how vauglely she knew him or her. The golden wolf with the sparking golden eyes had indeed a golden heart as well.

He shook his head, to remain focused on the matter. An injured wolf and a pack to defend. He felt like a pup again when thinking about her, and it would damage his alertness. He turned his back to the pack in order to be able to look out into the woods and keep a better lookout for other creatures. His nose and ears may not have functioned as well as many others in the pack, but his eyes did. His size and muscles exceeded many in the pack. Maybe that was his gift. He was ment to be in a pack, due his muscles. Maybe he would be the iron fist of the pack, while the rest of them took care of the thinking. He had never been a good thinker. Only the elite canine warrior.

Isis lets out a firece howl again, as she starts looking around the area she is in...She thinks to herself.."A forest?" She sniffs the ground, smelling more wolves near by....She gently swipes at some ground in confusin....Then rustles down and sits on the ground, her tails swaying form side to side...Not knowing what else to do..

In a all the confusion Deja heard the howl that kyva first spoke off, with the new wolf Deja smelled another new scent. At first it was vauge but as he traveled through the forest it became stronger. As he came across a clearing he saw what he thought was another wolf and charged it. When he reached the new wolf it looked rather dormish and confused.

"Um hello. I am Deja."