☣Ɯ α я☣ {1x1 with Alpha*}

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Pantera grunts, hardly understanding what is happening. A new voice appears and he tries to see but his vision swims. He is vaguely aware of being lifted and placed against something furry. He is quick to curl his figures into the fur, trying to hold himself steady. He barely hears Max as the pain hammers painfully at his head. Then they moving. That's when Pantera allows himself to fall into the darkness that he was barely staying away from. The memories are broken, fragmented as play out in his dreams.

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Bailey hums softly as she approaches her husband. "My love," she responds lovingly. She crouches next to her husband, wings softly fluttering. "Ammonia has a question I can't seem to answer. I was wondering if it's possibly something you would know," she tells him, grazing at Silas.

[Alpha*]

The wolf takes the elf to ground; to the den he'd dug sometime after their arrival, lined with soft bedding, it is deep and dark and he lays down with the elf in the earth. NoLand drops the bag again, noses the jewelry from it and drapes the necklace over Panteras' hand - somehow knowing the Renak would heal him. Help.

Then, he stares towards the entrance and waits. He's very good at waiting.

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Silas hums a long note to show he is listening. "I will, of course, beloved. " is said by the half-mimic with a warm smile. Then, the blind man gets to his feet, leaving a hand print and knee prints in the damp dirt. "Will you show me the way?"

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Bailey also rising to her feet when Silas stands. Her fingers dance across his forearm before she loops her arm with his. "There will be a pause when we reach the stairs," she informs as she begins to guide them to the caravan that houses Ammonia and her growing family. She thinks a few of the eggs are going to hatch soon. Some of the magic signatures are shifting, becoming more active.

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Pantera jerks awake, eyes wide open as a scream threatens to leave his throat. He swallow harshly, panting softly as he tries to figure out what happened. He is quick to notice he is in a den, buried under a bunch of furs. A quick scan has him stopping at the lone figure in the soft light. He freezes, eyes wide before things begin to click. "Noland?" He whispers, voice rough and weak from his fitgul sleep as his fragmented Mind tried to piece the memories back together correctly.

[Alpha*]

The wolf rises from where he lays with a yawn in the dusk light at the sounds of Pantera waking. He moves, turning and picks up the bucket of water before padding over to the elf. He sets the bucket down and comes closer to Pantera. *No...Land..* is thought across the mental link that Silas and the others had created for their group. *yes.. Elf okay.* he takes a seat to watch the other with concern in his gold eyes. *Pantera stays; elf hungry?* his tail thumps against the well padded bed, ready to retrieve the rabbit he'd caught for the other to eat. Grinning, tongue lolling, he resembles a very large dog, infact his mental voice is slow and comforting like a childhood memory of a well loved pet. *Pantera sick, No-land make better.* he rumbles in his chest at the thought that he was, is, a good boy and had done a good job.

*Moon time soon, elf sleep, good dog keep safe. Take care.* it slips across the link as the scent of warm, fresh baked, bread and herbal tea. He ducks his head, sniffing the bedding, and then comes up with the pendant of Renak. *Mates. Elf mates.* is prompted, waiting for Pantera to reach out and take the thing from his mouth.

NoLand doesn't remember why he knows what he knows or how the elf knows him, or how they can talk. It just is. (With every moon he looses his humanity more and more until ---) The jewelry glints in the dying light and he holds it carefully, as if it is precious.

He doesn't know that it, and he, are a key.

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Ammonia is quietly washing the dishes, thinking on the ability to shift and how she seems to know it comes from the necklace.

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Silas nods at her words and feels as his wife takes his arm and links her arm with it. "So what is the matter?" He questions, "do you know anything?" Is asked about the reason he is needed.

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Pantera watches the massive wolf, before his eyes widen as the voice speaks into the mind-link. He is confused, surprised that it's Noland. He glances at the bucket, before he paused by Noland. He takes the pendent and presses it close. He nods when Nolands asks if he is hungry. "Yes....food, please," he responds.

Pantera relaxes back against a wall. He wraps the pendant around his throat, securing it so the charm rests on his sterum. He shuffles over to the bucket of water, quickly using some to splash over his face, trying to ease the clamminess of his skin.

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Bailey hums softly. "It's about a pendant that Ammonia has. I've never dealt with anything like it, but I thought it might be something you could figure out for her," she responds.

[Alpha*]

NoLand sits quietly, observing the others actions; his gold eyes move slowly and then he rises and leaves the den. When he returns he carries a freshly dead rabbit and wagging his tail drops it for the elf to take. The kill is not cleaned but it is still warm and the wolf - leaving the poor thing- lays once more by the entrance of the den. *Elf eat good meat,* is prompted softly as the moon rises - its waning crescent less than a hairs' breadth wide. *Pantera... eat, sleep. No go. Stay NoLand.*

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Silas Weirmichael lifts an eyebrow, skeptical. He hasn't seen all that his wife has; they've lived vastly different lives. "I can try." He murmurs, "but i don't promise anything else."

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Pantera grabs the rabbit and pulls it closer. He is quick to clean the kill. He grabs a few tips laying around before lighting a small flame. It flickers slowly in the den. Pantera is careful to control the flame as he quickly cooks the rabbit. Once the rabbit is done cooking, Pantera tosses some dirt on the small fire, snuffing the flames. He begins to eat, staring past Noland and at the moon. He frowns, wondering what is happening. A face in his mind's eye and he sighs. The memories are still adjusting and out of order. Yet the moments are scattered. He remembers the wings, the aura of pureness, a chuckle, a laugh. A flash of eyes. It's all so broken, fragmented from the broken bond that is hidden to the elf.

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Bailey stops before Ammonia. "Here we are my dear," she murmurs to Silas. Her way of letting him know that they made it. She smiles softly at Ammonia.

[Alpha*]

The giant of a wolf once more rises once the fire is put out and returns to Panteras' side. Want ... see mate? is asked across the mental link as he curls himself around the elf to ward off the chill that isn't awful, but is pronounced, in the den. Can find. a flicker of pride is in the statement along with an image of his nose to the ground, No-Land find Elf-mate.. wing-elf. His great, shaggy, head is laid across Panteras' lap and he has his gold eyes shut.

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Ammonia is washing dishes, deep in thought. Honestly the fairies voice draws her out (startles her.) "Oh, hello, Silas." Is greeted, turning and wiping her hands on a towel. "Thank you both for coming so quickly. Tea? I just brewed a pot."

Silas pats Baileys' hand gently and smiles over at his mate. "Thank you, beloved. " is responded quietly, then louder he continues. "Hello Ammonia, my mate and wife says you have a trinket you need assessed. " She nods and then with trembling fingers moves to unclasp the necklace; carefully she lays it inside his palm, again unwilling to let it go. He takes it and runs his sensitive fingers over the item. Then, he prods at it with magic. A deep frown finds his face.

After a long while of what seems like nothing he says, "i see." Very, very mildly, "you should cease wearing this."

"But.. why?" Is asked almost plaintively, fingers twitching as she desires to take it back.

The creatures' fingers wrap tightly around the object, and he holds to Bailey almost as tight. "It's --" he swallows almost painfully, pulls it closer to his chest. "Even now you have a growing desire for it. It'll consume you, the longer you wear it. Until it is embedded into every thought and then in your skin. It'll kill you. This item, this necklace is cursed. It'll kill you."