Wolves' Howl V.3 ~ NEEDS MEMBERS!!!

[Alpha*]

"Keep eyes low." he instructs as he digs a hole by the boulder for Pyro to store his things. "Put." he says pointing to the area he'd excivated. He picks up the fish and then holds out the largest of them for the other human to offer to Storm. A peace offering. That, and because it is Storm's favorite. James is nodding, and waiting to be obeyed, grinning to himself. *We come Father.* he sends to Storm and recieved an answering 'sound'

[Tyki-Pon]

"This explains it all" Темный muttered as he began to pace. "The coldness Naridea felt" Glancing over at the siblings, he turned to Lights, a snarl escaping him. "Lights! NEVER raise your voice at me again" He snarled as dark energy crackled around him. "Now go fetch Naridea, before I get annoyed." Watching her tuck her tail and run, he let out a soft sigh and moved closer to the couple. Shrinking his orb so it was closer he sat next to Myra "I am sorry about this." He said softly. " Lights, she attacks before asking questions." Letting out a tired sigh, he layed down and closed his eyes. The orb was slowly taking all his strength, because stopping death for any length of time was a hard task. " Naridea.. She will be here soon to heal him" He mummered as he curled up and stilled. Focused on maintaining the orb, focusing so hard he didnt even tell himself to breath, he just went completely still, to conserve energy he had left.

[Soul Of Space]

Reaper of Rage & Myra's Revenge
Rage \ "Yin" / 4 / Prairie Wolves / Alpha Male / Shapeshifting ; Atmokinesis ; Affinity for Earth ; Sensing
Myra \ Revenge \ "Yang" / 4 / Vargs of D.arkness / Delta Female / Shapeshifting ; Feral Mind ; Empathy

Rage closed his eyes, letting himself relax now. He'd found her, his sister, even if he was dying when it happened. "They told me I wouldn't," he mumbled, tilting his face into Myra's palm, and he heard her questioning hum, "Find you." he clarified for her, his voice quiet, trying to use as little energy as possible, even though he knew he wasn't dying, thanks to the red-eyed brute that sat next to Myra. He listened to Myra as the two exchanged words, and he noted how worried she sounded, but he couldn't help but wonder if, when he was healed, the wounds would leave scars.
Myra gazed down at her tired-looking brother as she spoke to Timmy, "He'll be okay, and that's all that matter now." she said, worriedly combing one hand's fingers through the dark portion of Rage's hair, allowing him to hold her other wrist as he turned his face into the palm of said hand, murmuring against her skin and then falling silent. It was too quiet, and Myra's heart hurt, seeing her brother like this. It was hard, especially because the scars that she herself had given him were visible under the red that covered his usually pale torso, bite scars on the crook of his neck, his shoulder, and his rib cage, and a number of scars that had come from her blades, which were strapped onto a pinky-white leather belt, obviously from the same animal that served as her top and shorts. Myra closed her eyes, bowing her head over her brother's, mumbling soothing nonsense to him, about how he would feel better soon and how she was going to help him through whatever were to come from here, even though she knew that she couldn't, not if he were to go back to the Prairie Wolves.

Pyro Elyon
Pyro / 19 / Hunter / Bow & Arrow ; Knives ; Guns

Pyro nodded at James' instruction, and as he watched him dig a hole by the boulder, and then says 'put.' The hunter was confused for a moment, but then realized what he was saying, and gathered his blades and such, and placed them into the hole, even though he wasn't particularly fond of the idea of getting dirt and grime all over his knives and guns. With a look to James, he saw the fish that he was holding out to him, and he took it hesitantly, although he knew that James was basically telling him to offer it to Storm once they got to the alpha wolf.

[Tyki-Pon]

Upon Lights rushing at her and telling her all that happened, Naridea listened, her eyes widened at Lights words. She knew her beta could not keep up the orb long, and time was of the most importance. Opening her wings, she took of towards the wolves. Making the flight a fast and brief one, she landing right outside the circle and looked over what happened. "Myra, you must give him to me" She said softly as she lowered her head and moved closer "His wounds are bad. I must get him to the lake." Making herself a orb of water, she set it next to timmys saying "Put him inside of it. It has enough power to keep his injuries as they are until I can get the the water and heal him more. Injuries like this, I must have my source of power nearby, or else I wont survive healing them" She said softly as she looked over them.

[Alpha*]

"We go." is James' words after pulling a branch with many leaves over the hole and pulling the dirt back ontop. Off he heads to the bluff with the other at his heels; "Alpha name... Storm Break, he call Pyro... village-loner. Not Pyro. See?" he looks over at the young man for a response, even an expression.Briefly he 'listens' for Storm, but hears nothing. The dark alpha must be waiting, or comming; maybe he'd come after they arrive - that was the wolf-way when reguarding an outsider.

[Soul Of Space]

Reaper of Rage & Myra's Revenge
Rage \ "Yin" / 4 / Prairie Wolves / Alpha Male / Shapeshifting ; Atmokinesis ; Affinity for Earth ; Sensing
Myra \ Revenge \ "Yang" / 4 / Vargs of D.arkness / Delta Female / Shapeshifting ; Feral Mind ; Empathy

Rage's eyes fluttered open when he heard the sound of wings nearby, and he looked tiredly up at the fae. Myra felt her brother's grip on her wrist tighten briefly when he heard Naridea say that she had to give him to her. His pure white gaze lifted to his sister's face, and he saw her gazing down at him for a moment, and he understood that he had to go with the other fae. The girl shifted her position, laying Rage's head back on the ground, his sharp inhalation caused her to murmur apologies, especially when she slipped her arms under his body, causing him to curse and whine, but he did not protest or try to make her put him back down. Myra drew a calming breath, and pressed a kiss to the side of the white-eyed male's face, before she moved, and placed him into the orb of water. She drew away without speaking, her black gaze lifting to the Healer momentarily, before she looked at the ground, shifting back to her wolf form, "Take care of him, please." she said, "And be careful." With that, she turned her gaze to the tree that Rage had brought back to life.

Pyro Elyon
Pyro / 19 / Hunter / Bow & Arrow ; Knives ; Guns

Pyro rocked back and then up to his feet, following swiftly after James, listening to him as he spoke. He didn't respond vocally, but he gave a nod, looking rather nervous. His gaze was on James, but he was listening to his surroundings as well. The hunter made a distressed sound in the back of his throat, shifting his gaze to the ground, biting the inside of his lip.

[Tyki-Pon]

"Would you mind seeing to timmy. He will stay in a death state until awakened. If you dont do it soon, he will die" She mummered. Controlling the orb, she pulled it closer. "Of course. I am a healer. that is my life. Taking care of others" Taking flight, she headed towards the lake, the orb slowly following her until they disappeared altoghter.

[Soul Of Space]

Myra's Revenge
Myra \ Revenge \ "Yang" / 4 / Vargs of D.arkness / Delta Female / Shapeshifting ; Feral Mind ; Empathy

Myra gave a small nod at Naridea's request, and as she watched the other fae fly away with her brother in tow, she drew a breath to center herself. Turning back to Темный, she nudged him with her muzzle, and then with one of her paws, "Come on, Timmy. Let's go." She stepped back after a moment, watching him, flicking her long tail and waiting for a response.

[Tyki-Pon]

Feeling a nuzzle, Темный opened his eyes and took a breath and began coughing as he killed the orb. Regaining his composure, he stretched and stumbled a little bit. "I take it Naridea has him" He whispered as he blinked slowly. Completely worn out. Stumbling to one of the trees, he leaned his head against it and whispered that he was sorry, before pressing his paw into and cause the tree to wither and die fully as he absorbed its soul to regain some of his strength. Pausing, he moved to the next one, and hit about five more before he felt good enough to walk back to Myra.

[Soul Of Space]

Myra's Revenge
Myra \ Revenge \ "Yang" / 4 / Vargs of D.arkness / Delta Female / Shapeshifting ; Feral Mind ; Empathy

Myra gave a nod at Темный's question. "She said she had to take him to the lake, because of the severity of his wounds." she answered, quietly watching the black brute go around killing the trees that her brother had brought to life. She knew that he had done it so that he could control them, but he had been too tired to anything else, which was one of the reasons Lights had nearly killed him, because he didn't have enough energy to command the earth again. With a look of realization, "Rage was trying to save himself." she said, looking up at the beta, "When he brought the trees back to life. He can only command living plants, which was why he did it. He was trying to save himself."