Acrolaw... open...

Tasha looked around for Sarblade intending to see if he could perhaps place a light sleep spell on the hystarical nurse maid when she saw him in the corner.

Damn Tasha thought. He is taraffied.... Looking around Tasha found a small cradle that one of the other villagers must have brought for the baby, and layed him wrapping him up in a blanked she layed him down in it.

Turning back to the woman she seemed to be slowly relaxing.. Go home and get some rest. Tasha watched as the woman peeked around the corner and ran across the road to her own home. Slaming the door shut as she went in.

Tasha moved back to Starblade not sure exactly what to do for him. Slowly moving twords him so as not to startle him. Tasha begain trying to talk to him.. and when that didnt work.... She sat their with him...
 
Still twitching around as Tasha moved he nearly jolted and hit the wall and it took him a few moments to recognize it Tasha he watched her as she sat down, turning continously to look at the door and the window. He sat there and stayed there shivering trying to watch everything at once.
 
Grath moved from the meeting all slowly. Someone had screamed. So what? Wasn't like they were under attack or anything....

He decided to go to the hut where the stanger and the child had been housed as, it seemed to him, that's where the greatest concentration of fear was. He liked that smell. It had a cirtain... tang to it.

Arriving at the hut, Grath noted that most of the doorway had been destroyed by something big. Stange though, that the door seemed to have been destroyed from the inside...
 
Seeing that there was no way Starblade was going to calm down, and that it was causing stress on the wounds he already had. Tasha new she had to do something, and did the only thing she could. Praying he would forgive her when he woke up. Tasha quickly moved so that he couldnt flee and hitting him knocked him out cold hoping he would understand why she had done it after he woke up.

Tasha carefuly lay Starblade in a more comfortable postition, on a pallet infront of the harth, and checked his wound's, re binding the wounds that needed, and checking on the baby it before attempting to straten the house back up.

Walking over to the door she could see Grath standing in the door way. Greeting's Grath. Could you see about finding Justin and the others for me? she asked and waited for his reply.
 
Gideon, woken by the sound of a stifled scream, lifted her nose to the breeze and sniffed. She smelt... something familiar... One of her own kind, perhaps? She stood, growled softly to herself and stretched, then bounded out of her cave, knowing it was too small to transform in. She let out a loud howl as she transformed - it was always painful. She stretched her human form out and cracked her back, sighing softly, grabbing her sun glasses and putting them on, the light hurting her sensitive eyes. She raised her nose to the air once more and sniffed. She purred in satisfaction. It was one of her own.

She re-arranged her long dark hair so it covered her ears and grabbed at her jacket to cover her tail. She realised she wasn't wearing anything. She smirked at herself, glad there was no one else around. She reached into her cave and pulled out her clothes, and slipped into them. She reached into the cave once more, emptying her baldracs into the places in her jacket. Making sure her tail and ears were covered, she set off towards the source of the smell.

She came across a fire, still a little warm, around it were scattered some objects. She looked around and her keen eyes saw a bag up in the tree. Obviously the owner was using the tree as some sort of dwelling. She smiled.

She jerked her head up when she heard the pounding of feet and hissed as she saw a large shape come towards her. She flung her jacket open and whipped out two knives. As she did so, the creature had entered the clearing and a giant paw flung Gideon into a tree. Gideon growled in pain as her back hit the tree and then landing, jarring her side, on the ground. She rolled over onto her side, then her knees, groaning and growling softly, stopping when she heard soft footsteps approaching. She was too hurt to care and when she opened her eyes to see who it was, she yelped in pain and covered them, blindly feeling around for her sun glasses.

She found them and jammed them over her eyes, lifting her eyes to stare straight into another pair of green, feline eyes. She growled and held their gaze, sniffing softly...
 
Last edited:
Back
Top