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 Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2012 7:03 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2012 7:06 pm
The howls of the hyenas were haunting her. Voices, overwelmed her every thought and she was going litrerately mad. If they wouldn't have come in to her home like they did, maybe her rituals and potions wouldn't have caused her blindness. Nothing was right after that did. She ran endlessly and her body had gone on reserves to keep from straving. She didn't know how to hunt, how to survive without sight. The voices laughted at her and something had to be done.
She had almost crossed the continent, getting attacked every now and again. Her pads were rubbed raw and she yelled endlessly through the nights til she could no longer howl.. Her body was wasted and finally she collapsed.. All the bad she had done, was this her lasting fate? She didn't know where she was, her sense of time.. she hadn't groomed in so long that her fur started to fall out.. Not counting the fur that was burned off her face.. She could hear the sounds of the jungle.. Voices that haunted her swirled around her.. The most she could do was kick as she laid on her back. Tormented in the rain..She spent days now during the same.. Til she couldn't move her legs and her skin was pressed to her bones.. If the half dead were alive- she would be the postergirl for the undead...
Sarraqa was out collecting herbs fpr her mom; Nyota had finally begun to teach her basic healing properties. She had been so happy and at peace ever since she got to the pride, it was a long journey from where they originally were but not its all good, she has a family and best of all she can still enjoy life. She had been collecting plants and some berries and storing them in the satchel to take them back to her mother until somthing made her nose cringe.
It was a very familiar smell she often smelt it when the guards came to her mother for healing, she remembers it from being little and seeing Kumo and Kowab with cuts and scratches.... The smell of blood.
She let her nose lead her to a dead animal, Sara felt bad for the creature, until... she saw the chest rise; her eyes widened the creature was alive? She heard the cackling of the wild hyena, she should have known they would smell the blood. "Hey can you walk." She lightly tapped the wild dog, if she couldnt then Sara would have to carry her.
Another laugh came and the sounds of running pads hitting the ground. She 'woke' from her dream with the tap and clawed at them. Shaking her head side to side, and opening her cloudy milky eyes. Showing her teeth and making awkward noises with her maw. Kicking and chomping the air.
Sara saw the untrust and fear the wild dog had by he struggle. "Stop whining you big baby." She knew she would easily be able to carry her but the fact the she was still able to move her limb would pose a problem. The young lioness began to dig in the satchel, "Now where did i put it." Sara reached in and pull out a greenish looking plant. "There it is." Nyota used it to temoraily put the patients to sleep if they were too wounded sometimes it would numb the area she had to work on it was the perfect thing to use for the wild dog.
Sara looked at the wild dog, "Here eat this." Sara shoved the odd looking plant into the mouth of the wild dog. Careful to only put enought to cause her to sleep, well at least stop moving she had to carry her out and she ddnt want to have any problem if she got hurt they were both screwed. She waited for the plant to take effect and slide the wild dog on her back. Gosh shes heavy sara thought but that was probably because she herself wasnt full grown and she was carring someone who clearly was.
"Alrighty off we go." Sara said walking off with a quickened pace to avoid the approaching hyena. She knew of a den just on the out skirts of her pride that would be perfect for her until she awoke. She needed alot of attention but Sara knew she could handle it.
Her nightmares, for days she hadn't dreamt. Not with all the voices and screams, but once the leafs were married in to her saliva, she was instantly knocked out. It only took one hard gulp and a huff of dried air to relieve her suffering. Her son, the only one whom she loved with an undying vengeful want.. He was there. Merely turned his back on her. Then her mother Nanu came in to the picture.. Her father, which both turned and looked rather happy. Then, her twin. With her mate turned their back on her.. Laughter came about. The vision of what happened.. Her 'mate', her knight fighting off what he could, but she now only saw a lump as they ran in and crashed all her potions about. Everything mixed together and splashed in to her face.. She screamed and only twitched her maw when she did.
Everything horrid she did, was seen.. The reality of them. When she tried to kill her twin's son.. which she made her own. All the 'souls' she's captured.. And a menicing spirit of laughter intoxicated her as she slept.. Everything bitter and angry almost made in to a thin layer around her body and soaked in to her pores. She could even FEEL the heat...
She wouldn't wake. Not at least 2 days time. If any more and she'd die for sure. Without nutriance for days? This was fortunate she made it this long..
Sara laid in the den mendng the wilding dogs wounds as she was in a reasonable state. She had hunted food so when the female awoke she would be able to eat, she looked so frail, Sara felt for her.
The young healer was finishing up her wounds, she just hoped she would be more reasonable then when she was when she found her. Last thing she wanted was a fight, Sara didnt like to fight and she saw no point in it.
Once done she laid at the opening of the den she had brought the female too waiting for her to wake up.
When she awoke for the first time in the two days, she didn't expect to live after that. She'd definately didn't see the light, but when 'awake' her skin felt sensitive and she ailed... An awkward feeling came about, and she rushed up then fell right back where she had laid. 'Arf~!' She squeeled with the sound. A light whimper, before she pushed herself back just a tad til she felt the wall behind her. Heeving, she was waiting on death, why had it not taken her.. Was this torturing. 'DEATH~' Her voice was so raspy and hardest to understand.. With an added whimper as she couldn't even speak it..
Sara looked up at the female with worry she has never seen anyone so torn up. " No your not dead, Just calm down." Sara stood up and walked to the dead caracas that laid in the corner and dragged it to the female dropping it in front of her. "Here eat you need strength." For a brief moment Sara spoke with a motherly tone. Sara looked at her, " Your wounds are healing so you should still rest for the time being and the hyenas that were following you are taken care of." Sara looked at her waiting for her to speak and show some kind of thankfulness.
"Who are-" The raspiness made her touch her neck, ailing it entirely too much. She squeeled a horrid noise from her and 'faced' Sara. Tilting her head when she heard of the hyenas.. Then sniffing the air... Lion? She lifted her body and fell but hissed of what she could.. That slight growling sound.. Trying to 'protect herself'.
"Dont growl at me." Sara said shaking her paw. " I saved you if you if i wanted to eat you I would have done it when I found you or the 2 days you were sleeping." She huffed, she was still waiting for a thank you. "Now stop whining and eat." She spoke with a harsh but caring tone. This had to be one of the most stubborn creature she has ever met.
Every fiber of her being was telling her to attack but somehow, the voices had quieted.. and she went to the source of the most bloodly smell and tore it apart. Like a stray dog beaten, and torn. Fearful and straved. She ate mercilessly. Almost taring apart bones. But she barely got through the body before throwing it up and becoming light headed enough to fall over. Cough up the excess vomit from her mouth. A heeving sound was errupting from her and her ears pinned back..
Her body was far too gone for food now.. Like a puppy learning to eat real meat. Like starting over. Her whole body AILED and was in so much pain that dying would have been a better option..
But she laid there... not being able to do anything.. She closed her cloudy eyes and simply zoned... The voices were whispering but from afar.. whatever medicine she had stuffed in her maw. Stopped the voices... for a moment.
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2012 5:42 pm
Sara sighed realizing this wasnt going anywhere, she knew she had to take her to mom. She knew mommy would know what to do. Sara once again took out the familiar odd green looking fruit, but this time only giving her enough to be able to take her to the pride.
She bit of more then she could chew and now she didnt know what to do. She waited for the plant to kick in, lightly kicking the wild dogs front leg to make sure it was limp. Once the female was passed out Sara once again slide the wild dog onto her back and walked toward her pride. The femlae just had to hold on a little longer, Nyota would definalty be able to help, Sara just hoped she would make it till then.
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