({ AMG, GUYS. I. MUST. BE. PUNISSSSHED.... "lays self out with selection of clubs"})
({Here's Anara and Halo. ;u; I'll work on Rifle's and Shadow's shortly. <3 Also, I've got a mild touch of the dreaded writer's block, so everybody throw on their hazmat suits and run. xP})
({Oh, and Nellas, I can't remember if I've told you this already or not, but that last post for Bandit is just beautiful. TTuTT <333})
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I*/\*I Halo I*/\*I
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Where: Just out of Snow Cap Territory. You can still even hear the river.
With: Bandit and a new, white-eyed filly.
Feels: Groggy, sore... worried, worried, worried...
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"She's gonna be okay, I know she is."
Halo gave a weak smile and nod at the little fillies reassurance, but the usual fire in his golden eyes gave a visible lilt as he forced himself to look down and away from the rasping form on the ground. He bit his lip for a long moment as he tried desperately to believe that she truly would be "okay". He'd believe anything over the alternative. A horrible feeling had begun to seize him now; not from the pain that seemed to pulse like hot lava from his thigh, but from the sickening stabs of regret that would no doubt haunt him in his darkest and cruelest of nightmares. It should have been him... it should have been him. He should have been able to prevent this. All of it. If he'd only just done this, or if he hadn't done that. If he'd just been more vigilant, faster... the scenarios were endless. All of them compiled together to create one truly miserable animal. Once again he was completely helpless, just like he'd been in the face of the cougar. I made a promise to myself that I'd keep her safe... he thought soberly, I guess I need to stop making promises I can't live up to. He wasn't entirely unaware of the look in his eyes that seemed to accompany those hollow echoes in his head. Woven deeply into it's make-up was something so lonely that it hurt to look at, and was edged with a kind of grief that made his burning red mane just a shade duller. Obviously all his atrocious luck had followed him into this fresh, new start that'd fallen onto his inherently empty head. He'd just been ignorant enough to believe he could shuck his past all together. It wasn't until he looked back to the filly that he finally paused, noticing absently for the first time that she seemed to be... afraid? He pricked his ears on the ends, listening intently for anything in the distance that might have caused her alarm. The sudden alertness that swept over him in that moment, whether anybody knew it or not, was a life-saver; it'd pulled him out of a daze just in time to keep him from dwelling there. Finally though, it dawned on him. She was startled.
His face heated up a little at this revelation as he suddenly chanced a friendly smile at the youngster. "I'm sorry if I scared you, you don't have to worry about me." he reassured with a chuckle, and then, the worry leaching back in a hair, and gesturing with a head tilt to Bandit. "I just needed to see her." He paused for a brief moment with his head down, giving his voice a chance to even out again. Then, tilting his head slightly out of curiousity, he followed up with, "My name is Halo, what might your name be?" A goofy smile flashed across his worn out face, not feeling that rattling off his rank to a youngster would be at all necessary right now, but then his features softened considerably as he momentarily glanced back to Bandit. Her breathing had evened out some, and he felt the knot in his throat ease up as he latched onto that like a life boat. She would pull out of this. If they could just get the bleeding stopped, if they could keep her safe long enough to move her. The battle wasn't lost yet. He took a deep, calming breath, and then let it out slowly to help take his mind off the pulsating fire in his own wounds. If she’d just wake up. he worried, and then turned his attention back to the filly, the smile lighting his face back up as much as his emotions would allow.
Please let her be okay.
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I<?>I Anara I<?>I
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Where: Just out of Snow Cap Territory. You can still even hear the river.
With: Halo, Bandit, and her daughter Sundara.
Feels: Very uneasy, but composed now.
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Anara's pace quickened further as she breezed past trees and over shrubs, clearing a log so cleanly that a champion eventer would have been stricken with jealousy. The webs, the leaves, and the flowers she held firmly in her mouth, and her nostrils flared with determination as she drew closer and closer to where she needed to be.
The leading thought in her worried mind remained around little Sunny for the most part, but other thoughts rose and presented themselves before her as well. What had happened here? What was the cause of such a dreadful, horrible injury? She'd seen bear attacks, she'd seen the aftermath of a pack of wolves... but the only thing she could even think to compare those cuts too was a Lynx case she'd tended a few months back. But these cuts were much too large for a Lynx.
She gave her head a brisk shake as she tried to expel the image of a very large, sinister looking feline from her mind, and gave a relieved bleat through her mouthful of supplies as she neared the area. She always liked to let Sunny know she was coming several seconds in advance before she actually appeared, so she wouldn't be startled. Gradually slowing to a stop, her swiveling ears carefully tested the area, to make sure there wasn't any unwanted company before she moved any further. Then, without a sound, she swiftly ducked from the tree line.
She entered the small clearing with a warm smile once she spotted her daughter, then, glancing over at Halo to acknowledge his lucidness with a pleased nod, she briskly dropped the materials down between he and Bandit. Her time away from all the blood had helped to clear her head again, and her eyes searched coolly for the others before starting her routine. "They're still not back then I see." she sighed, frustrated and losing her patience, but not overly out of sorts... yet. She was working on it though. At least, she thought with a light shrug, there were enough supplies here to finish treating the auburn mare. Maybe not Halo, but he didn't need it as bad as she did. She lifted her head gracefully away from the herbs, and gently nuzzled Sundara's forehead. "Time to chew up those bitter ol' oak leaves to finish dressing her wounds." she murmured sweetly and lovingly, but with a hint of that disgust associated with chewing up herbs. And then she took a nice sized mouthful of the oak leaves, and began chewing the bitter things.
Her ears pinned for a moment, her pale eyes wanting to water up just at the sheer flavor, and then, with a swift, rubbing motion of her muzzle, she smeared a generous amount over the wound that was laying the heaviest on her mind: A slash, running in a clean slice down the steep curve of the mare's shoulder, cut deeply into her skin, and seemed to angrily glower back at her from it's position on the poor thing's body. Most of these cuts, though large, were fairly shallow. They were probably going to be painful, and render the mare pretty helpless for a while, but even the deepest of them would heal well if tended correctly. This one however, this one... this monster was going to take some very fastidious care, and would need it when all the others were scabbed over and starting to grow new hair. Anara was going to be sticking around for a while.
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({I'll have them react to Canad retuning in my next posts, that way I won't be catching up to so much at once. OuO .... LOL, that'll mean Shadow and Rifle will be popping up around that time too... geez, what a mess. XDD})