We are an advanced feline and canine rp site that takes place in the lost jungles of Vikos. The life forces of the canines and felines living here are tied to their soul stones. With their soul stone, they are able to grow in power and strength. Without it, they will weaken and die. Many abilities and powers can be acquired from the soul stones. How powerful you get, is up to you though.
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Post by Nymeria Valantis on Sept 10, 2015 17:41:38 GMT -5
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WHAT DO YOU DO WHEN NOTHING GOES RIGHT?
The pack was in an uproar when the female alpha stepped out of her den and into the clearing that was the middle of the Kyon pack camp. Stone walls surrounded her pack with light filtering in through holes in the stone roof above them. The majority of the pack was gathered in the middle of the cave, yelling, discussing and arguing loudly with each other. They were all talking at the same time that it was almost impossible for Nymeria to understand what was happening. They all seemed to be surrounding a bloodied Maned Wolf who sat cowering and sad in the middle of their circle.
Stepping forward, Nymeria raised her voice to call everyone to attention and the cavern calmed down and the shouting came to an end. Nymeria slowly moved forward into the middle of the circle towards the wolf. "What is going on here?" She asked, hearing a few voices calling out from the crowd in response to her question but she turned a harsh gaze on them, immediately shutting them up. "Niqolairi. What happened?" She asked, her voice soft and kind as she gave the maned wolf in front of her a soft smile. She of course knew him from running the pack. Him and his mate had been expecting pups of their own soon and it had the whole pack excited. New life meant new members of the pack and more members only made the pack stronger. It was something everyone had been looking forward to and anyone that knew Niqolairi would know that he would make a wonderful father.
Post by Niqolairi on Sept 10, 2015 20:50:50 GMT -5
Blood. It stained his coat a sickly crimson, glued down his coat in matted clumps, seeped into his skin and dyed his paws and chest, his nose which burned with the inescapable, invasive smell. Blood. Her blood. Their blood. It pooled over everything his wild eyes roved over, stuck him in place when he somehow arrived back at the caverns winded and trembling. He could-- oh gods... Oh gods, he could taste it. It lingered on his teeth and made his stomach roil too severely for him to contain. In turning to empty it, somehow he caught sight of her body which he must have dragged back in desperation. She was supposed to stand up. Supposed to say this was all some sort of-- of prank, or joke, or misunderstanding. At the worst, she should have called out for a healer. The hole... it was where they were supposed to be. They weren't even born yet, how could they have been hiding...?
The noise descended on his shaking form faster than his shot nerves could react to, the bodies converged, a mass of teeth and fur and eyes. Nothing made sense, and only when the wave of wolves broke his line of sight with his family did he finally begin to sob. He vaguely remembered a strong jaw clamping on his scruff and dragging him, half stumbling, half limp, to the center of the caverns. He let himself fall where he was dropped. From there came the yelling, the bellowing, the screaming. Coward. Traitor.
Murderer.
All the while the stench of her blood, their blood, assaulted him and pressed itself to his face in the midst of the shadows of the amassed throng. The best he could do was lie as he had been left, curled and quivering, trying to keep himself from smearing the crimson further than it had already come to cling.
He wasn't sure how long the clamor had smothered him before silence broke. A single voice, that of command and security, gave him what little peace could be managed; it was not enough to draw so much as his gaze from shivering paws. That stick was all he had left, yet it was so far from what he needed. He needed her to break the ranks of wolves glaring at him, all those eyes, come forward and laugh at him for believing such a silly trick. He needed his family to come back to him from the shadows.
Post by Nymeria Valantis on Sept 10, 2015 21:50:09 GMT -5
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WHAT DO YOU DO WHEN NOTHING GOES RIGHT?
There were voices that rang loudly in the cavern, bouncing off of the stone walls and coming back to reach Nymeria's ears. Traitor, murderer, coward. All words that didn't at all fit the maned wolf that laying cowering in the middle of a circle of canines. Once Nymeria stepped forward, the crowd silenced and she glared at any of them that dared to still speak, making them shut their mouths right away. They knew better than to object the orders of their alpha, even if some of her pack mates didn't believe she should be the alpha.
Turning her attention to Niqolairi, the alpha lowered herself down a bit so she could lift his chin enough to get his eyes to be on her face. "Niqo please.. tell me what happened. I can help you but you have to tell me what happened." Nymeria pleaded, her full attention on the wolf at her feet. She'd known him for far too long to believe that any of the accusations the pack was yelling were true about him. He had always been a kind hearted soul and he was madly in love with his mate. He would never do anything to hurt her or anyone else in the pack. Nymeria's gaze lifted to the rest of the crowd as she caught sight of movement from the entrance of the cavern. Her eyes came to rest on the limp and lifeless body of Niqolairi's mate. A pang struck her heart and she took a sad breath before nodding to the two wolves that had carried her in, telling them with a simple gesture to take her away for now. The alpha's attention then turned back to Niqo. "Niqo?" She asked, her voice pleading for him to speak.
Post by Niqolairi on Sept 10, 2015 22:26:16 GMT -5
Yelling, echo, silence. Yelling, echo, silence. A pattern, so it seemed, if erratic and highly despised. Niqolairi would have done perfectly well with merely the silence. His head was loud enough already with the remnant screams caught in his own throat, the piercing shrieks of--
The paw at his chin drew a sharp flinch from Niqolairi, the thick black ruff at his spine shooting up in alarm and threat. Nonetheless, he stayed painfully silent. Not a whimper nor whine left him, simply sharp gasps of breath to try to rid himself of the ever-present scent. Though his mane stayed up, he seemed to recognize the face before him after too long moment, the eyes pleading silently with him finally pulling at something buried behind the current chaos. Her voice... this wasn't Helenah. This wasn't who he needed. This wasn't her. Fresh tears began to cascade down the youth's face upon the realization. He didn't care who it was if it wasn't his mate laughing in his face or holding him close. Not like he should. All that truly registered was the fact that she was far softer than the barrier of wrath surrounding him from all sides. She... maybe she could help. She was the alpha, she had to help.
"He-H-Hel-len-na-ah," he stammered out through the hiccups and the gasping sobs. "Heal-Healer, ple-- please, she's-- we w-were-- she was... Please! P-Please!" His tongue wouldn't cooperate, the ball of agony in his chest weighed him down just as it had when she had been gutted surely no more than seconds ago. He was helpless. Useless. He'd watched his own family murdered hurt, only hurt before his very eyes and done nothing. Time was running out, she needed a healer if there was this much blood on him. Why didn't they understand that? Why wouldn't they help?
Post by Nymeria Valantis on Sept 11, 2015 21:40:47 GMT -5
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WHAT DO YOU DO WHEN NOTHING GOES RIGHT?
Nymeria was calm and silent once she'd calmed down the crowd and insisted on the rest of them being silent. The last thing that was needed was more voices echoing off the cavern walls to mix in with each other. Her green eyes looked down at the maned wolf at her paws, her ears pricked forward, hoping he would speak to her. Hoping he would tell her what had happened so that she could start to figure out what to do about all of this.
The pack seemed set on him being responsible but Nym knew that couldn't be true. She knew that couldn't be what had really happened. There was no way Niqolairi would do such a thing. He-H-Hel-len-na-ah," he stammered out through the hiccups and the gasping sobs. "Heal-Healer, ple-- please, she's-- we w-were-- she was... Please! P-Please! The words that the male finally spoke were sputtered and mixed together, hard to understand but Nymeria was able to understand the jist of it. Her heart ached for the male and she took a deep breath before looking down at the ground in sadness, her eyes glancing over where the two canines were disappearing into the healer's large cavern. One of them caught her eye and he gave her a sad shake of his head to say there was nothing that could be done to save the female. She was already gone.
"I'm sorry Niqo... She's already gone." Nymeria replied, blinking a few times to keep her own tears from being visible. She couldn't be weak right now. Females were already thought to be weak which was why she wasn't suppose to be alpha, her brother was. What would her pack think if she broke down in tears right now? No, she didn't have the luxury to feel things. Not anymore, not after the things she had done.
There were just... too many of them. Too many blurred faces and piercing eyes, too many hackles raised just outside his field of vision. The touch at his chin was all that kept him from trying to whip his head around and catch sight of the shadows he couldn't quite grasp, though his eyes continued to skitter from place to place as the tears came freely.
He could still feel that invasive stick on his paws and face. It wouldn't be rid of him, he realized, no matter how many times he washed or stood in the rain or rolled in the leaves or rubbed on the rocks and trees, no matter how long he sobbed and let the tears roll along his cheeks, even if he scraped off everything he was down to his bare bones that sharp, sickly warmth would cling to him, always reminding, always mocking, always returning him to that hazy memory which he couldn't even recall, not even now.
I'm sorry Niqo... She's already g o n e.
Echo.
Silence.
"N... No..." He could hardly hear his own voice over the rush of blood-- he could only hope it was his own-- in his ears. "No." Louder, indignant, disbelieving. She was lying. She was the alpha, she wasn't supposed to lie! She had to be! Helenah would be back any moment, sewn up but smiling and berating him for being a daft fool who fell for such a simple trick so easily. How dare the alpha carry it on. "No!" Yelling, echo, but no chance for silence. Anger, rage, pain, loss, grief. He carried on the tail of his own exclamation, repeating it as if it would do any good if he let the whole world know he didn't believe this heart-wrenching falsehood. His stained chin was yanked away as he stumbled to equally discolored paws, teetering unsteadly away, towards, to the side. He searched through the crowd for her face among sneers and pinned ears, lowered heads and heads held high, no avail, not even the shadows lurking at the edges of his vision.
Last Edit: Oct 22, 2015 21:10:48 GMT -5 by Niqolairi
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