☣Ɯ α я☣ {1x1 with Alpha*}

[koi97]

Toshiro smiles when she grabs his hand. He happily follows her as they walk back to the room. "Yes. Are you? I believe I saw some food off to the side for us," he replies.

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Michael doesn't bother to listen. He stands up and carefully moves over to the food and utensils. He carefully picks up a small cup and knife. He quick to make thin slice on his palm. He holds his palm over the cup. He watches the crimson liquid drip into a cup. He grabs a spare piece of cloth that was left on the table. He wants until the cup is about half full before wrapping the cloth around his hand. That's about the time he watches the teens walk in. He grabs the cup and brings it over to Morag. "Here. I hope this should be enough to last until we can get permission to hunt," he murmurs softly, standing before the angel with the cup held out. Michael feels a little weak and worn out.

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Pantera nods and moves to sit over by the shifter. He sighs, rummaging around his bag to find some food for them to eat. "We should also eat. We must keep up our strength," he says.

[Alpha*]

Timid, the girl nods, but she takes some of the food- careful to not overindulge on anything. Who knows if they'd get more food? Her portion is... extremely small, and the one she serves him is much bigger. He'd need to keep his strength up.. "Anything else you'd like?"

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"There's some seeds, fruit and nuts in the left pouch." Is answered quietly, gesturing to a section of his rather antique bag. Max slides carefully to the ground, "but... I want some sleep. Okay?"

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The angels' nose twitches at the scent, the itch in his palms that screams of injuries - so he cracks open one eye, Disgruntled. "What have you done?" Is questioned although he already knows the answer.

His bondmate is trying to help.

Morag sighs, unsure what to say. And, rather than take the slightly shaking, definitely overfill glass the angel reaches out and pulls Michael's hand into his own. "You... thank you. " His thumb brushes over the bandage - sending healing through it and to the knife wound beneath. He wants to say that he would have been okay... but the pinch in his gut and the tiredness in his limbs says otherwise. Carefully, he takes the glass - rushing to hold it. Blushing, he hesitates to drink it...

[koi97]

Toshiro frowns. "You need to eat more," he says, adding some more to her plate from his. He turns, and starts to eat, mostly to avoid her trying to give him back the food that she needs more then him. She is still recovering from a lot more then he is.


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Pantera nods. He grabs the food and sits down beside Max. He stares at the creature. "Sleep. I'll keep watch," he reassures, nibbling on some fruit.

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Michael smiles slightly. "Of course. You saved my life. Youve been a great friend and ally to me. Please, drink," he comments, sitting down so he doesn't make the angel feel uncomfortable.

[Alpha*]

He still hesitates; What a gift this is! Does Michael have any idea? No... How could he? The angel exhales slowly and raises the glass, and drinks.

When the cup is empty he sets it on the shelf beside the bed and leans back against the headboard once more. The pinch is gone; it's been a long time since the pinch was gone. Even if the hunger was.. "really, rest." Is murmured, not sure how to explain.

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"But I can't eat it all - " protests the girls even as he turns away from her. "Won't you be hungry?" Normally she'd just do as he suggests, but she worries about him. "Please Shiro.." Too soon she gives up, the fight leaving her like it hasn't even been there. She sits next to him and eats quietly, but she doesn't finish the plate. It's too much, so again she tries to get him to take it. "I really can't. It's too much Toshiro."

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Max is quiet a moment, then he pulls the large blanket out, offering half to the Elf silently as he shifts his weight to get a little more comfortable. Then, he's out like a light.

[koi97]

Michael looks at the angel and nods. "OK, fine. I'll rest," he assures. He slouched against the wall, a deep sign escaping his lips. His eyes close.


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Toshiro frowns, staring at the girl. "You really do need what you can. Are you sure you're full?" He questions, staring at the food. "I'm fine. I've been as healthy as can be. I wasn't the one who was kidnapped and tortured. You were. You need to the nutrition more then me," he mumbles.

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Pantera takes the offered blanket. He sits under it, staring around as he sits and watches. He looks up, watching the sun slowly start to descend in the sky.

[Alpha*]

"Since I dont..don't.. I mean, I can't change anymore. So I don't eat as much. " She murmurs, voice sort of sad; the girl carefully takes the things she hadn't eaten and places them on his tray. "But thank you." Ammon offers a slight smile, "you have to be strong too. I worry about you. "

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Max snores softly.

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The angel doesn't mean to doze, but he does- somewhat thinking on the one who's sort of bonded to him. The one resting beside him. A gift of blood to him... Michael isn't an Angel. He's human. And even though he's trying to help, even though he they are bonded (sort of) he feels guilty. "Thank you. " Is said quietly, the shadows long in the room. "I do feel better, Michael. "

[koi97]

Toshiro frowns softly. "I worry about you as well. Please don't neglect your needs just because you can no longer shift," he whispers, slowly finishing off the shared food.

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Michael cracks open an eye to look at the angel. He smiles slightly. "You're welcome," he whispers back, happy that the angel is feeling better.

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Pantera carefully gets up, keeping the blanket wrapped around Max. He silently repacks their bags, preparing to continue to move forward once Max wakes up. He does leave some food out so that Max can eat while they walk. He grabs out his coin purse and hums. "I should purchase two horses. It'll be faster, but still allow him to recover," he mumbles to himself, putting the case of fabric in an easy spot to get.

[Alpha*]

Ammon reaches out and takes his hand in hers, "I promise. I can't eat more than I did." She falls quiet, noticing how the sky outside the window is dark. Soon enough she's whispering again, "their bread was sour. It's not like the one in the shop." (Rye bread).

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Morag smiles that small smile again and remains quiet; hearing the girl whisper his smile grows just a bit. "Goodnight Michael."

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(Ts?)

[koi97]

Yeah. Wanna ts to morning for the others as well?))

Pantera hums softly as he passes the coins to the sable owner. He was impressed with their ability to move fairly quickly. At the next city, he immediately sought out the sables to inquire about horses for sale. Luckily this sable just a few go up. After buying more food for the rest of the journey to where Michael is, Pantera came back to the sables, landing him where he purchased two horses. A beautiful silver black stallion and a beautiful blue roan mare. The two horses stand, tied to the posts by their sables. Pantera helps the sable owner tack up the horses. Knowing that Max is bigger then him, he was careful to buy a slightly larger horse. The stallion snorts and huffy, stomping a hoof down. The mare merely twitches her ear. Pantera pats the stallions neck. Such a hot blooded creature. Thank the gods the sable owner also had a few warm bloods. Easier to handle, and bulky then the hot bloods.

[Alpha*]

(Sure!)

Max has followed after the Elf, not sure what he's up to, but willing to try whatever it is none the less. The first town doesn't seem to have what Pantera is searching for, though the second seems to. Seeing the horses he grunts a not so kind word to himself; Why is he still so tired? Walking up to the other he lays a hand on his shoulder. "So this is what you were looking for," is mused, "Thank you. "