Cassiel's Planets & Morning on Venus
Saturn \ Cass / 3 / Cassiel Pack / Scout / Aura Choking ; Dream Leaping ; Luminescence
Venus / 3 / Desert Wolf Pack / Warrior ; Hunter / Sighting ; Aura Manipulation
Venus was worried, Cass knew -- he could smell it, and the concern shrouded the air around him like a heavy blanket. His violet eyes were closed and he let a low whine out the moment his sister was at his side, looking over him to see if he'd been injured or if it was just exhaustion. He'd heard Tempest's yelp, and he wanted to get back up to all four paws and assure her that he was alright, just as he had been the entire trip to get here, protecting Tempest. "No, Cass, don't move," Venus practically snarled at him, and he huffed and let himself relax against the flowers, leaving his eyes closed and his wings to droop heavily against the ground.
Tempest was here now, he could hear her, and he could feel her touches. "I'm fine, promise," he said when he felt Tempest's nose against his. "I'll be up and running in a minute," he tried, a little weakly, to reassure the pale-pelted fae, and then yelped the moment he felt his sister's paw lightly prod at his forepaw. Venus whined in response, an apologetic sound, and then turned and spoke something along the lines of -- "We need Forest," but Cass wasn't certain of what the mentioned wolf could do for him right now. Venus paced beside her brother, golden eyes closed tightly in concentration, focusing on making her aura a soothing one -- one that would help calm Cass and hopefully make him rest, but if not rest, then to just relax him. "Tempest, dear, I know you're worried, but all the concern isn't helping Cass. He smells auras, you know. Concern is like a heavy blanket of strong smells. He needs you to relax."
Flames Mourning
Fire / 2 1\2 / Shalbriri Pack / Omega / Affinity for Fire ; Telepathy ; Sight
Someone had crossed through the Shalbriri lands. The thought wasn't his, but rather one that his unconscious mind took from his alpha's mind, one that only came when the border's shadows were disturbed. It was a familiar aura, Shadow's mind supplied, one of Storm's hunters. The gray fae, the one who could turn into a songbird. Fire's orange eyes opened, and he pushed himself to his paws. What was Remorse doing, crossing over the border? Fire wondered to himself, shaking his pelt out and exiting he and his sister's den, and then taking off in the direction where the shadows had been disturbed, casting a call out through any mind he could reach. Remorse? Where are you?