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 Posted: Fri Sep 29, 2006 6:30 pm
She was still dead to the world, as still as stone though the faint rising and falling from her ribs shoved she was still breathing, not well, but she was. Still caught between of how to let go Rage was stuck in an uncertain state of mind.
To let go and become whole.
To let go and return to how she was.
To let go of everything...and just disappear.
They'd all be better off without her wouldn't they? But Croanyl was still alive, he'd come back, she was sure of it. But what to do? What to say when she couldn't speak. She wanted to move but couldn't, she wanted to speak but didn't have the strength to, she wanted the pain to stop but it wouldn't cease so she tried to ignore it.
Rage's mind was fuzzy, blurred by slurred images overlapping, getting her confused. Was everyone alright? She wasn't sure. Dreams came into play, showing her alone, everyone gone, her standing alone among empty shells of those who were once beside her; Cael, Nix, Amelie, Phib, Cellen...they were all there amongst other's she didn't know.
Why was this happening?
She tried to breath deeply but almost choked, tasting her own blood on her lip, she knew she was hurt badly. Why not ignore it? But how could she if she couldn't move to walk it off like Phib seemed to have the knack for.
"Amelie..." Rage was stuck in her mind, she was crying, "I can't open my eyes....I can't move...Amelie what do I do? I don't want to be here...its so dark..."[/il} Rage was afraid and wanted to wake up.
Yet still couldn't.
She needed help.
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Posted: Sat Sep 30, 2006 6:36 am
Phib was no doctor-shaman. In fact, he was perhaps two thirds less then the average wolf might have been in that regards. He tended to self destruct more then heal, and as Cellen spoke, he somewhat flinched the end of his ear in response as he pulled to a stop over the fallen female. His face was flat and stoic, but the slightly faded look around the corners of his eyes and his brow seemed to hint a bit below the stoicism. “She’s breathing.” He commented simply, and drooped his head downwards to investigate her frail body for some sign of what had caused the fainting.
From behind him Amélie stumbled towards, the end of her tail nervously wagging and her ringed blue eyes shifting precariously. Even before Rage had spoke to her, she could feel that something was going on underneath this. A fainted mind was quiet- but her’s was bubbling about. It made the small female tilt her head and nervously whine and lick her nose.
But when her mind suddenly prickled at the thought being directed to her- she stopped the fidgeting, and flattened her ears. You have to wake up Rage-
Her voice was faint and soft; and somewhat different then her speaking voice, which was oftenly obscured with her own form of jargon. Everyone is alright. Everyone is worried about Rage. Cael is crying, and Phib is looking old.
A curious person might have wondered how she knew that.
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Posted: Mon Oct 02, 2006 11:53 am
Something shifted in Rage's mind she felt colder, but something warmer was closer. Then a voice, and she smiled in her mind, it was Amelie. It broke Rage's heart that Cael was crying, Phib was concerned, she hated having other be upset because of her. She had to wake up, she had to."I'll try...just so hard...so dark..."
Her body shifted slightly, and her deafened ears began to pick up a few things, other voices, Nix, she was crying too. Why did everyone cry? Rage hated crying, crying pained her heart even more then it did on its own.
Her eyes flicked open once or twice, adjusting to the light, everything was really bright. And soon faded out. She could see Nix snuggled up against Cellen, and her heart lurched to the side, to see Nix in such pain. Another figure, Cael, he seemed sad too. Phib, he was looming over everything, everyone, and Rage forced a faint smile on her maw.
"I can't get up Amelie, can't talk...too tired...what do I do? Tell Cael not to cry, I don't want him or anyone to cry..."
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Posted: Thu Oct 19, 2006 7:05 pm
The tears of the adolescent trailed down from his eyes and slowly ceased to fall. Such emotions within him were stirred and it pained him to see those he loved so dearly, those he was so close to, hurt and enduring great suffering. But he had to be strong for not only himself but for Rage as well. It did not good for her to see him cry and that was one thing the young wolfess didn't need while she was struggling to fight her own internal battle at the moment.
Cellen stood there, his body pressing against that of his mates as he turned towards her and buried his muzzle at the side of his head, rumbling softly and whispering sweet words into her ear. "Be strong for her, Marra, let your heart be strong for 'er."
Cael remained sunken upon his stomach, head nestled close to that of the black wolfess as he rumbled a soothing tone from deep in his chest. Sea green eyes helplessly stared at Rage and watching as she smiled faintly only made him smile and gently brush against her.
"We're here for you, Rage..."
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