Sequioa

The odd colored hybrid charged to the farm. This was the first victim of the war. She held a peregrine falcon in her jaws and she set her packmate dowbn on the porch gently. She slammed against the door once to let someone know that she was there then took off once mroe racing for the eskers.

Pirqua

Pirqua hissed lightly in pain, but despite her previous protests, she was quite glad to be out of trouble. After watching Sequioa run off, the falcon huddled down near the door and waited for the lady.

Hidden*Diseased

Hidden dragged the large male to the Woodland Farm. Another animal on the Ladys doorstep and more to come. Skeil would be here soon. Hidden would make sure of that. She left Diseased on the porch and barked to the lady once before turning and running back to the eskers.

The male saw Pirqua and although he was weak he knew she was an enemy. He stool slowly and growled as he stalked to the bird. He would kill her now, one less to worry about. His jaws snapped at the bird and he prayed that his aim was true.

Pirqua

The falcon watched with cold, sharp eyes as the two arrived. She knew they were not of her side, and so she became very wary. The falcon hissed loudly, backing up as Diseased advanced on her. But she could not fly, and she could not out manuvure the larger predator. And so, as he went to snap at her, she dove off the porch, slipping her lean body through the railing so that she fell into a thick tangle of butterfly-flower bushes below. She screeched at the pain it caused her wing, but at least she was safe for the moment from Diseased. If he wanted her, he'd have to come all the way around the side of the porch now.

Starlit Eyes, Farge, & Honey Blossom

Sequioa's initial slam against the door had Starlit running towards the house, coming from the a little ways within the woods. By the time she reached the porch, Hidden was disappearing back into the wilderness and Diseased was advancing upon Pirqua. "Stop!" She barked sharply, but Pirqua had now just fallen off the porch and into the perenial bush. "These are nuetral lands, no fighting!" The ebony hybrid, with a speckling of silver-white fur on her ruff, leapt onto the porch. "My master will be along in just a moment. Keep still and rest your head." She warned Diseased, "And remain still when my master arrives. But tell me what has happened?"

Perched in a catalpa tree above the porch were a pair of wood pigeons. "Aye, shoud've nabbed the falcon! Too bad, too bad." cooed the male, shaking his head. His mate bobbed her head, "Farge, this is peaceful land. Killing is left only to the small around here." He fluffed his feathers, "Aye, I suppose. But I still don't like the winged killers." And Honey Blossom nodded at this. The two had been helped by the Lady a while back, and like many creatures that had recieved her help, they tended to hang around the house.

Now you are free
Free to roam in the skies
Now and then visit me
With your Starlit Eyes

Diseased

He snarled at Starlit Eyes but suddenly his vision swam and the large male fell to the porch floor. He had lost a lot of blood from his neck wound and if the lady didnt hurry he wouldnt make it.

Psychopath

The female limped into the woodland farm. She saw Diseased and moved towards him as quickly as she could. Aakas teeth had broken her front right paw. She sat on the porch steps staring hard at her brother. She ignored Pirqua completly for she had not even wanted to go to this war and having the bird dead would gain her nothing. Having any of these wolves dead would do her nothing but that was ok. She would live.

The female limped into the woodland farm. She saw Diseased and moved towards him as quickly as she could. Aakas teeth had broken her front right paw. She sat on the porch steps staring hard at her brother. She ignored Pirqua completly for she had not even wanted to go to this war and having the bird dead would gain her nothing. Having any of these wolves dead would do her nothing but that was ok. She would live.

Seeing that Diseased was no threat now, and Pirqua could be dealt with by the Lady, Starlit's attention went straight to Psychopath. "The lady will probably feed you a peice of meat. It will make you fall to sleep, so don't be alarmed. Just eat the meat quickly and don't make trouble." She edged, having seen her master use this trick countless times before.

And it wasn't long before the Lady arrived. She had been inside and spotted two of the three outside that needed help. And as Starlit had predicted, a peice of meat was brought out that had a sedative tucked inside. She tossed it in Psychopath's direction, for it was obvious that the wolf needed help, and couldn't be treated while she was awake.

While Starlit stood guard to be sure no attacks would befel her elderly mistress, the Lady went to work with Diseased. She gave him a shot of nerve-blocker, which drowned out the pain in his neck and made him feel more sleepy than ever. Then she had to move swiftly to stitch the wound and staunch the bleeding. Once that task was done, she sprayed the area with a foul-tasting, dark liquid that would fight off infections. Now a bandage was wrapped around the neck to keep the wound safe and protected while it healed.

The female growled softly but she took the meat eating it quickly. The fae watched the Lady darkly knowing she could do nothing to fight back. But oh well. She would get better and fight once more. The drug began to take effect and Psychopath fell to thr ground with a thump.

This time, taking it away
I've got a problem, with me getting in the way,
Not by design
So I take my face and bash it into a mirror.
I won't have to see the pain (Bleed, Bleed)
This state is elevating, as the hurt turns into hating.
Anticipating, all the screwed up feelings again.

The hurt inside is fading
This craps gone way too far.
All this time I've been waiting
No I can not grieve anymore.
For what's inside awaking.
I'm not, I'm not a whore
You've taken everything and oh I can not give anymore.

My mind is done with this
Okay, I've got a question.
"Can I throw it all away?"
Take back what's mine
So I take my time, guiding the blade down the line
Each cut closer to the vein (Bleed, Bleed)

This state is elevating, as the hurt turns into hating.
Anticipating, all the screwed up feelings again.

The hurt inside is fading
This craps gone way too far.
All this time I've been waiting
No I can not grieve anymore.
For what's inside awaking.
I'm not, I’m not a whore
You've taken everything and oh I can not give anymore.

I'm here to stay (bring it down)
Bring it down
Gunna break it down
GUNNA BREAK IT!

This state is elevating, as the hurt turns into hating.
Anticipating, all the screwed up feelings again.

The hurt inside is fading
This craps gone way too far.
All this time I've been waiting
No I can not grieve anymore.
For what's inside awaking.
I'm not, I'm not a whore
You've taken everything and oh I can not give anymore.

Give anymore.

Starlit Eyes watched with approval as Psychopath fell to a heap on the porch.

The lady moved to the other wolf now, feeling the leg carefully and working with experienced hands to be sure the bones were set as they should be. Then she took out a special pre-cast gauze that was moist. She fitted it to the wolf's broken limb and held it there until the gauze grew hard as the moisture evaporated and left behind a cement-like substance. The cast was sprayed with a very foul, bitter-tasting chemical that would make it almost unbearible to chew on.

Now she sprayed the fae's various wounds with an iodine solution, helping to kill bacteria. She moved both wolves to the far end of the porch to wake up, and set out a large bowl of meat and water for them.

Pirqua gave a few loud squawks, trying to draw attention to herself now. Her wing was hurting too badly for her to pull herself from the bush.

Starlit Eyes sprung from the porch and padded around to find Pirqua in the bush. "No biting, alright?" She said, reaching down and picking the falcon up as carefully as possible. She carried her to the porch and set her down in front of her master.

The lady pulled a thick glove from her kit before picking up Pirqua, so that the falcon couldn't bite or claw her. It was very clear that the wing was broken, and after a quick check of her, the lady found it seemed to be her only problem. As with Diseased, the lady gave Pirqua a shot of nerve blockers to numb her entire wing. Then she held Pirqua on her back and began to methodically stroke her stomach. After a short time of this, the falcon should be put into a trance.

Starlit Eyes watched her master curiously, and every now and then looked to the other wolves to be sure they were still alright.

She woke slowly and felt the cast on her leg. The wolfess growled and stood carefully limping to the water. Diseased awoke soon after and moved just as slow his throat on fire. Psychopath pushed the water to him then drank for she to was not feeling well. Now she had to go back and fight. The fae limped down the stairs and Diseased watched her. His sister wasnt really going to fight but she was going to get Insanity out of there for the wolf was lost without his sister with him.

Pirqua had allowed herself to be picked up by Starlit, but she lost it once the Lady handled her. Squawking and struggling, she did what ever she could to bite the lady. But alas, the thick glove stopped her from doing any damage, and all that thrashing only brought her more pain. Not at all liking being on her back, Pirqua once again began to fight and struggle. But strangly, after a few moments, she began to calm down, until she was so hypnotized by the strokes that she fell into a trance.

The wolfess came in, carrying her alphess in who had serious wounds. She gently lowered herself to the ground and let Aaka slide off before barking and howling loudly to get the Lady's attention, Aaka was fading, Fast.

The war loving alphess felt herself hit the ground and she moaned in pain. Her shoulder was torn and a big hunk of it was missing. HEr neck was slashed and gushing blood. If she didnt get help very soon Aaka would die.

Blood stains the ground

Bane came trotting in, already chewing up a poultice in his jaws. Coming up in front of Aaka, he bowed deeply, not a submission, but respect. I am Bane, foster son of White Noise. He has sent me to help you. This poultice will help stop the bleeding if you'll let me use it. He waited for her response, chewing.

The fae could barely respond to the male. It hurt to talk, to move. Her eyes remained closed and the white alphess had to force herself to concentrate to breathe. If she passed out there was no guarentee that she would wake up.

Taking her silence for agreement, he began to spread the chewed poultice over the worst of the wounds, making sure to do a neat job of it. White Noise had charged him to care for Aaka, and so he would. NExt, he let out a flurry of barks to bring Aralyn or the Lady. He had done all he could do medically, and so began to talk, trying to keep her awake. Just listen to me, okay? You don't have to talk, just listen. And he began to tell her his basic life story, starting with the ill-fated sheep hunt and the betrayal of his sisters. He continued to talk, speaking of how White Noise had found him and was training him. And then he spoke of things he didn't really care about, about the color of the flowers and the wolves around them. He wasn't usually so gentle, but White Noise cared about Aaka and so he would be gentle. He knew that it was vital at this point to keep the alphess awake, and so kept talking.

The fae felt him cover her wound and she concentrated hard on his voice. She had to keep breathing. She had to stay awake. A trickle of blood oozed from her mouth but the fae didnt move. Aaka was far gone. She concentrated harder on Banes voice as images of her children and her mate passed through her mind. Then the past. Her own past flickered through her mind and the white alphess shivered and forced herself to forget everything. She concentrated once more on Banes voices.

The small female wandered outside a soft smile on her lips. She had been listening to he music and hadnt heard the calls for help. Seeing that the Lady was busy Aralyn moved towards Aaka keeping an eye on Bane. Softly she called to her dog Malon in case Bane got edgy.

She saw the herbal remdy on the fae and smiled. "Smart one are you boy?" She said softly. She opened her bag and gave Aaka a sedative. She sewed up the females throat and put a bandage on it but it looked as if the female had lost a lot of blood. Aaka would need more blood otherwise she would die. Slightly uncertain Aralyn picked up the wolfess and carried her towards her truck. She went to the Vet Building where she could better work on Aaka

The yearling hopped on the back of the truck. He had a job to do.

Cookie ran after the truck. He was tiring, but finally managed to climb onto the Truck. He could smell Aralyn. The golden retriever pup cocked his head at Bane. "Hello, I am Cookie, I have some to help Aralyn." He greeted.