Quilikahm

This place was certainly far from home, but Quil didn't mind one bit. So long as she was rid of the humans and their pestering, strange ways, she was quite happy. After her third capture and third escape from the two-leggers, the little muntjac hybrid was determined to keep herself free.

This time around, she planned on not making the mistakes that had landed her in captivity. Time and again, she had done her best to shy away from others and lead a secretive life. But time and again, she was eventually caught in some way or another by the humans. Now, she would revise her plans. If being on her own didn't work, maybing making some friends would. And what better friends than those who are the most dangerous to the humans? It was a wild risk to take, but it would be worth it if she could get a good healthy pack of wolves to protect her. Besides, she could offer them something that almost no other creature could. Her knowledge of plants went beyond those that could heal. And more interestingly, her particular species was immune to some of the more deadly plant toxins, allowing her to dabble with various herbs without the negative side-affects, like death.

The tiny deer moved slowly into the Ruins, round ears rotating this way and that as distant sounds echoed around the stone walls and rubble. She could hear a fight, she could smell blood. There were many, many canines here... felines too. But not one trace scent of muntjac... maybe she could use that information to her advantage. Taking a deep breath to steady her nerves, Quilikahm plodded deeper into the realm of the Shadow Haunters...

Sacrifice

Sacrifice came bolting out of the Temple. down the broken stair way that lead up to the mighty facility. She was on her way to find her sister who had went of to train in the healing field. Oh how they needed her badly now, oh how that poor pup and.... what is this?

Claws scrapped against the marble ground as she came to a halt. she was standing just to the side of the deer. Panting with a ragged look and beaten feature. Icy pools confused at why such a creature would be entering such a hostile place. "Wh-who are you?" She growled, quickly regaining her composure. Walking up and setting back down in an offensive position. "State your business here. We have one dieing and we need help fast. So make it quick or your life is mine!" She roared hastily. Trying to prod the doe to speak.

Quilikahm

The little deer's heart leaped and began to beat frantically at the sight of the wolf, and the scent of blood that drifted her way only heightened her fear. Doing her best to conceal her terror and keep a calm composure, Quilikahm spoke in a small but sharp voice, keeping her words as steady and straightforward as possible.

"Quilikahm, that's my name." She stated first off, as an idea ran through her mind. One of this wolf's own was dying? What a perfect opportunity to prove her worthfulness! "If I may suggest, I have much knowledge in the way of healing." And killing... Quil thought to herself, but didn't say anything about that at the moment.

Sacrifice

Orbs narrowed with distrust. Why fear a deer on it's words? Maybe she is not telling a lie. She thought, standing straight up with an unbreakable hard look. "If you lie to me, You will be our dinner." She said, turning around to face the temple. Letting one low howl out for her sister to come in and help if the deer could not do so.

With that she growled hotly, "Come we don't have much time." She said leading the deer into the den of vicious creatures. Don't have my head please. She cried in her mind, begging worthlessly to her alpha.