Enola

She lay on her rock, a picture of elegance. Until you got close. Once one got near enough to see her it was enough to make one cry. Her once sleek and glossy fur was dull and bedraggled. Her eyes were hollow and the life that had sparked in them not long ago was gone now. With a grimace the steel gray female stood up, her bones cracking as if she were old even though she was not much older then Crucified himself. Only a couple weeks. With a moan she lowered herself from her rock and staggered to the creek. She nearly collapsed but sheer will kept her standing. Quit acting weak Enola. Your so pathetic. The voice of Hidden Betrayal lurked in her mind and she whimpered softly. "Shut up....I hate you. Just go away and leave me alone." She lapped up some water and turned moving slowly once more back to lay upon her rock and soak up what was left of the falling sun.

Crucified

Snow brute walked slowly up to the creek, as he approached he saw how bad Enola was getting and his gut dropped further down. His fur bristled but tears ran down his face in sheer confusion on what to do. If he had know how Enola felt, he wouldn't have been so hasty. He thought she found him to be just a friend, but now wasn't that case. "Why?" He cried softly under gritted teath. He shivered softly his tail and head down. He couldn't hold his posture, and his head dipped further. Sandy pools sinking into the water, to see her reflection, and then to glare at his own. "Why are you doing this Enola?" He cried. His body being torn in two by his own pack. He was ready to give up. To kill his mother just so the lurkers would take his own life. That way he would punish the one who brought him into the world, and himself for being so niave.

His teeth snarled more and more as he grew angry at his own reflection, then batted it harshly with his paw to splash the water and image away. Then he closed his eyes and turned, eyes staying off of Enola. He felt he was not worthy enough to look at her. Like something a cat would drag in, then spit up later. "I'm sorry, for everything I've done.. Enola." He swallowed tears and stared straight, knowing how pathetic he looked. But he couldn't help it. Everything was clashing in his mind. Nothing made sence, nothing came together. It was all screaming at him to let himself go. To let himself scream and kill and distroy what he could.

Enola

She turned as soon as she heard his voice speaking to her. Her auds pricked back and her eyes showed only confusion. "What? Have I done something wrong?" She rose slowly and painfully and a wave of nauesa hit her hard. She lowered her pretty tiara and shuddered waiting for it to pass. She raised her amber orbs back up to meet his own. "I'm sorry....You have done nothing wrong, Crucified. You chose someone as your love. I was not there to make mine known." Dizziness tore through her and her vision went black. Crucified disappeared from her vision and she whimpered softly. It hurts..... she didn't know if she said it aloud or in her mind. Either way she didnt care. With a soft moan she sank back onto her haunches tears sliding down her cheeks from her pain both emotionally and pysically. She had to let him go. His love was for another, not her.

Crucified .+. Tyrant

His snarls grew larger and he threw his head around. Fangs snapping at the air as she told him he had done nothing wrong. With a roar of hatred toward himself "I have done everything wrong! If I had done anything right this pack would be a little more together than it is! It's all my fault and I have to fix it... I have to leave....." He snarled as tears came streaming down his face.. and he cried softly. "Forever...". Seeing her fall in pain only made it worse and he howled to his brother who showed up with a dead fawn. Crucifieds dull eyes turned to his brother and he growled to him, then turned and trotted out of the lands... only with a whisper to Enola.. "Good bye..." He didn't even talk to any of the others as he trotted out to a for sure doom.

Tyrant growled softly and layed the fawn down infront of Enola, then called back to his brother in a sad painful howl. Then looked down with some pain in his own eyes. He knew he couldn't stop his brother... Crucified had his mind set to kill Fallen. "I hope they kill him quick." He spoke softly, talking about the exicution from the shadow lurkers.