Divided We Stand (A Packs Roleplay, OPEN and ACCEPTING)

[*~WolfSoul~*]

Saber gave a quick nod and swiveled on his massive paws, which went from clumsy to precise in a blink as he went into action. His long legs ate up the ground quickly as he ran, allowing Lilu only half a moment's glance at the long bloody scratches running down his shoulder. The dark brute disappeared into the trees in just a few long bounds, hurrying to the den he had entered earlier that day to see the peculiar cages of mice that Lilu kept. He paid no mind to them now, however, and he quickly found the apparatus the dove had described and quickly took hold of it, pausing briefly to wonder if he should wake Gemini. He carried the branch out of the den, dropping it carefully on the ground and hurrying to the alpha's den. It must have been quite a jarring awakening for the shy alpha, to hear the rough, urgent voice, "Gemini!" and open sleepy eyes to the dark face and glowing eyes of the huge brute in front of him. "Aella's hurt," Saber told the alpha as soon as his eyes opened. "I'm taking the carrier to Lilu now." With that the large head withdrew as Saber went back to the carrier and resumed his journey back to Lilu.

Amara accepted the white satchel, stringing it about her thin body. She followed Tanga out of the den and gave herself a shake, standing a little taller. She stood beside the small fae, ready to follow, and listened to what she said. "What do those herbs do?" She asked, having heard the names before, and wondered if one of them had ever been used on her. With no other wolves around, Amara stood a little taller than usual, weak legs stretching out and relaxing. Although the dove was skinny, some of her body, like her legs, had a suggestive firmness to them. It was hard to see unless she stood straight, but one could tell that had she been raised in good health, she would be a decent sized wolf, maybe even larger than average for these lithe mountain wolves.

[The Royal Mirage]

The sudden awakening had Gemini breathing fast, still reeling from his dream, his heart thudding erratically. 'N-no," he thought, willing his heart to slow down at the mention of a hurt pack member. He never knew exactly what happened during his blackouts, but it was never good when he awoke. He could swear he could hear whispered laughter in his mind, shaking his head with eyes shut tight. 'No, not now!' he begged as he felt his thin chest constricting with anxiety, and prayed that it would go away.. The constrictions in his chest left, his heartbeat slowing to a more manageable rhythm as his body began to stabilize. Blinking, Gemini gave a little smile. He had been having trouble controlling his blackouts recently, but was glad he had been able to calm himself this time at least. Aella needed help, and he was going to do what he did best. Taking his bag of emergency herbs, the foxy black brute went scurrying after Saber, his thin legs taking flight.

((Was tempted to bring Castor in, but.. it really wouldn't have been helpful at all))

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Tanga padded down towards the closest valley between the mountains, not too far of a walk from camp, her raccoon-ringed tail swishing with each step. "Well, burdock root is used mostly for infected rat bites. It's not something you need often, but not something you want to be without if someone needs it," she explained, picking her way carefully along the rocky terrain. "Ragwort leaves are a good travel herb - it eases aching joints and helps keep your strength up. I'll be needing a lot of it for the journey south, seeing as we have a few elderly members whose joints get very sore with all the walking." The pair were drawing near Tanga's favourite herb-gathering site when the scent of fresh dirt and blood reached the pixie fae's nose. She drew in a deep breath, brows furrowed. It didn't smell like someone from their pack, but it was definitely a wolf. Not long after catching the scent, she heard a distinctly masculine grunt. "Someone's hurt," she murmured, for Amara's sake, before following the scent and sounds.

[-goldleaf-]

((We should probably wait for Nellas to come back to RP Clarence before we go much farther with Aella and Lilu and Saber))

Roan bit his lip, trying to slow his breathing as he looked back down to his shoulder and moved his paw aside to see it fully again. If he hadn't been so shaky, or so close to passing out, he might have worn a little smile. He had to admit that this was probably the worst injury he had ever gotten himself into. He coughed as he gritted his teeth again, jaw flexing as he drew away his trembling paw and set it down amid the bit of snow slush that had fallen from his fur. He flicked an ear at the sound of steps somewhere over the hill, and tried flexing his injured leg's paw, muscles tensing out of instinct for him to make some kind of getaway from whatever was coming his way. But Roans hopes of making an exit from the hillside were more than put to rest as he let out another short growl, leg shaking dangerously from his attempt at flexing his paw.

[*~WolfSoul~*]

The large brute had no idea of the inner struggle his alpha fought. He thought he heard him say "Not now" but Saber was already hurrying off. He ran ahead of Gemini, long legs carrying him swiftly, large feet barreling through the underbrush. The large brute was a graceful tank, if such a thing existed. It didn't take long before both were at the site of the injury, dead bear laying off to the edge of the clearing. Saber went quickly to Lilu and Clarence, setting down the carrier. He said briefly, "I woke Gemini," then said nothing more, standing alert and attentive for anything else one of the two healers may ask him to do.

Amara knew before Tanga said so, wolf. Her sensitive nose picked up the scent on the wind. Only Amara wasn't focused on the part about this wolf being hurt, she knew that he wasn't part of her pack. Despite her position as Omega and regardless of her weakness, she felt a strong inner drive to protect someone as important as the Shaman. Her muscles tensed as she followed Tanga quickly towards the scent and sound, painfully aware of how useless she would prove if strength was needed.

((OK I'll make this my last post for Saber for now))

[The Royal Mirage]

Tanga inched closer as she saw a bloodied form near a sparse bush, the brute's large form covered in all kinds of gunk. He looked like he could have been from the forest's pack, but part of the way he held himself, curled into the bush, she figured he must be a loner. She couldn't pick up a pack scent on him either, which was really a much better indicator than visual features alone. "Hello," she called out, so as not to startle him, though it's pretty obvious he knew the two she wolves were there. She padded a bit closer, now able to see the antler protruding from his chest. "That looks really awful," she murmured, loud enough for Amara and possibly the baron if he were straining to hear them. "Would you like some help?" Sure, he definitely needed help, but as far as she knew about loners (one of her adopted sisters) they usually didn't like accepting assistance.

[-goldleaf-]

Roan shifted his forepaw, the one that wasn't held tightly to his side, as he tilted his head up from looking down at the snow. His pain-dulled eyes cast around for a moment, struggling to take complete purchase on the one who had called out to him. It wasn't long after he looked up that his gaze caught on the smallest fea he had ever seen, eyes narrowing slightly as he squinted slightly to make her clearer for him to see. He coughed again softly, lucid enough to have found a bit of amusement by her offer of assistance. In truth, he had grown very particular of not accepting medical help after how often Lilu had had to aid him. But he could not deny how poorly he was doing out here on his own. Roans lips parted slightly, but thought better of speaking at the last second, instead just letting his head nod forward loosely in acceptance.

[*~WolfSoul~*]

Amara spotted the brute with Tanga, her eyes running over his bloody coat. The skinny fae withheld her wince as she saw the shard of antler protruding from the wolf's chest. She heard Tanga's whisper, gave a slight nod, then craned her thin neck into an attractive arc to better see the brute. As he gave a nod, she stepped forward with Tanga, wary of the brute. She didn't have any idea how to treat the wolf or help in the process at all, feeling more than a little useless as she stood beside Tanga, eyes trained on the wounded male. She said nothing.

[The Royal Mirage]

Tanga almost leaped into action, making her way skillfully down to where the brute was after gently taking her satchel from Amara. She pulled a paw full of poppy seeds from an inner pocket, giving them to the brute and returning to digging in the bag. "Eat those, they'll help numb the pain," she instructed as she continued digging, knowing that getting the antler our of his skin was going to be a painful ordeal, and would likely knock him unconscious. She found her cobweb mesh, which would help slow the bleeding, and had mixed in some marigold to keep infection at bay as well. Finding everything that would be necessary immediately, she waited for the poppy seeds to take effect.

[-goldleaf-]

Roan let out another little cough, not exactly pleased with how he must look before these two feas. He blinked, focus shifting from the tiny dove to her slim companion as he shifted slightly away from the bush to free up his shoulder for them to look at. While his eyes were a bit bleary with incomplete focus, their summer-time foliage colors were nonetheless bright in their own sense as he caught the grey dove's stare. "Are you sure it wouldn't be better to wait a bit before taking," he cleared his throat, usually velvety smoke voice uneven and slightly catching between words. "Before taking it out?" he leaned backwards a bit, enough to free up his only forepaw to he could slide the seeds from the small fea towards him more. He didn't wait long before bringing them up to his mouth, fine nose wrinkling and cracking some of the mud at the taste of the seeds. His brows rose slightly in question, mind struggling to keep grip of the situation as he adjusted again to balance. "You must have.. must have a better place to do it," he wrinkled his nose again at the seeds after-taste, "I mean."

[*~WolfSoul~*]

Amara stood before the weak brute, her body visibly unhealthy - shaky legs, showing ribs, ruffled coat. But for all her body gave off, her eyes were nothing but clear and calm as the brute met her gaze. For a moment, his weary mind might have caught a flash of amusement in the grey eyes, flecks of green and blue brightening. But whether he saw it or not couldn't be determined - if it had happened, it went immediately away; and if it had not, he had simply imagined it and his mind could not hold onto the thought. Amara watched the situation, and noticed that this brute had nice eyes...very nice eyes. And really a word as unimaginative as "nice" wasn't fit. But Amara's attentions weren't easily won and a life of low rank made her uneasy when looking into another wolf's eyes, so she turned her gaze away after just a moment. Still, she said nothing.