A n d _ W e _ R u n || Fox/Fox with powers rp || Accepting!!

[Xerneas Life]

(Wow, was not expecting that to happen...)

[InfectedHau]

(DUN DUN DUUUNNNNNN!!!)

[wolfblood.]

(Whoa... FOCCS is a fox?!?!)

Ashstripe nodded. He then turned back into a fox. He began to slow down, getting tired. His scab throbbed. His back ached. This is getting old, he thought. He then slumped up against a tree. <You guys go, I'm just gonna take a break.> Ashstripe sent out.

Silver continued to run. He ran face into the healer's den. "Oww," he said, and shook his face. He then trotted into it, waiting for help.


Swift watched it all, all of it. All of the fights. All of the conversations. All of the wounds. She studied that robot. She never took her eyes off of it, except to sleep. And it seemed that it wouldn't harm her. Just the "special" foxes. Not a normal fox. Yes, she knew she was on "pack territory", but she didn't care. That's a loner's, or rouge's, job. To not care. Just for themselves. And that's why she followed the robot. She cared about her safety, so to stay safe, she watched it. It's every move. But this.. this was strange. She walked up to the silver fox. She sniffed. "Who are you?" she questioned it.

[InfectedHau]

FOCCS raised his head again, looking blearybleary-eyed at the fox. "Ferro-Organic... Creature Containment System..." he said, his voice hoarse from disuse. "Foccs..."

[wolfblood.]

Swift was stunned. "Are you a fox?" she asked it. It smelled both like metal and a fox. This was sending Swift mixed messages.

[Xerneas Life]

By then Auma wasn't moving, her body limp and her breathing shallow and quiet. She had lost so much blood and she was weak. As Silver had been running, she fell unconscious from her lack of energy. It wasn't until Silver was waiting inside of the cave that she woke. "I...don't need...help.... I can't... be s...seen as...weak..." she whispered, struggling even to move her heavy limbs off of her fellow warrior so she could stand. Her dialated eyes closed and she slowly stopped struggling. Her limbs were heavy and she wanted to welcome the calming darkness that was slowly encircling her, but she continued to fight, her breathing becoming labored in places.

As Cynthia ran to her destination, she spotted a patch of moss and stopped to collect I as much as possible. Moss was used as a bedding, but it could also be used as a bandage if sorts. It keot the medicine in and everything else out. She had a separate pocket on the outside of her bag where she stored moss, so she put as much as the pocket would hold then began to run again. She was panting when she got to the territory, but she then gave a yelp of surprise when she saw the fox inside the healer's den. The fox's body had been mauled by something big. She could tell that the fox was a female, but she must be a warrior because if the obvious muscled body under the fur. The female fox's shoulder was torn and bleeding, her hind foot looked like it could have been broken, but it wasn't an obvious wound and her side was torn open, bleeding and showed signs of infection, which told her in turn that this fox must have been in this state for a while. "What in the name of the Great Fox happened here!?" she yelped in surprise. She hurried inside and began to lay down the moss. Once she had gotten an adequate pile made, she stepped away. "Lay her there. Someone should have called me sooner. She's in critical condition. Her body is in shock and she looks to have lost a lot of blood. If I don't hurry, she might not make it, though it is already a small enough chance that she will live. But have faith. She is in the paws of one of the best non-power healers in the forest." she said. She brought her bag close to her and began to go through it. "I need my space though, so could you leave the den please? You should also tell your Alpha that there is a high percentage that she might not make it, though I will try my best." she said with a worried tone, not looking up from her work. She decided to work on the cut first since it needed serious treatment.

[InfectedHau]

"Don't... Know..." Foccs said. He tried to stand, but was too weak to do much more than shift its legs a bit. "Where... Am I?"

[wolfblood.]

(Did you plan this the whole time, InfectedHau?)

Silver groaned. "Okay," he said, and then he looked down at Auma. He went to her ear and whispered, "a few minutes ago, weren't you lecturing me about being human?" he smiled. He wanted to help Auma feel a bit better. He nodded to Cynthia. "Thank you. My Alpha will be pleased you came, but upset about her chance of survival. She is a fighter. We were worried, but she swore she was okay. When she became faint and week, we knew that she needed help." he then trotted out of the den, looking for Ashstripe.

Swift shook her head. "I don't know who you are. But you are in Pawthud territory, so come with me," she said, dragging the fox out of Pawthud, or at least, into thick woods. When she reached her destination, she let go of the fox. "You came out of a machine." Swift told the unknown fox,

[Xerneas Life]

Auma gave a weak smile to Silver when he reminded her about what she had spoekn to him about. She hadn't forgotten, but her father had told her she could never let anyone see her weakness, and he had beaten it into her. What she had said was more out of memory than her wanting to say it. But it was nice to remember that she was an imperfect being once more. "Thanks... for reminding... me..." she whispered to him. Cynthia looked away for a moment to speak, but looked back at the silver fox when he spoke. "I'm glad I did, and I'll do the best I can. She's in good paws." she said with a smile, though it was more for reassurance than anything. She remained blank as she brought out one of her soecial herbs and brought it up to the female fox's nose. Auma inhaled it and she immediately fell unconscious again, though now in a deep slumber and her breathing calmer though it remained soft. Cynthia then put her herb back in her bag and got out other herbs to use on the infected cut. Once she had turned the herbs needed into a poultice, she packed it into the wound and covered it with moss and tied it there with a string she had made from the strings of a willow tree. She soon moved onto the shoulder and began to do the same thing, though this poultice was made more for healing instead of for keeping out infection and healing as the other one was. Before she put the poultice on, she used a pircupine quill and a length of a couple of clean hair strands, she sewed closed the big arteries that had been torn open. She then put the poultice in and covered it before moving onto her foot. It would be difficult to fix broken bones, but after careful observation, it had only been fractured and was already showing signs of healing. The female fox seemed to be doing well, but she was still weak and she wouldn't be surprised if her heart rate decided to decline. Wounds were difficult to support, especially for as long as she did. She began to work on her foot when she felt the decrease. She gasped and put yet another plant by her nose. The plant had a strong smell to it and would certainly keep her going if not wake her. She began to work more quickly, setting the foot in a brace made from sturdy twigs and the willow strings.

[wolfblood.]

Silver ventured around for Ashstripe. He then found him, asleep against a tree. He shook the Alpha. "Taking a nap on the job, eh? That's strike one." Silver chuckled. Ashstripe hopped up when he heard Silver's voice. "Silver, wow, you scared me!" he replied to the fox. His silver eyes pierced into him. Silver didn't look right. "What's wrong?" Ashstripe asked him. "Just reminding you, don't kill the messagener, but, Auma has a slim chance to live," Silver spoke quietly. "Oh no," Ashstripe murmured, shaking his head. He placed his paw against his wound. It was scabbed up now, just a scratch.