Alone... (PG-18)

[lemmy]

Walk
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Thoughts

"Griffin! Griffin! No wait Griffin stooop!" His sister's cries rang through his ears. He turned his head as he looked at his sister, her dark blue orbs, almost black almost about to tear up, her arms reaching out helplessly. Her hair was down to her at least her hands just hanging loosely - that was long. She wore a once beautiful wedding dress that was now ripped and ragged. The dress she was supposed to be wearing for nitrate. She looked so beautiful. The ribbons that used to be laced in her hair now hang, almost falling out her hair. Tears stained her face.

His sister - his beautiful 17 year old sister, his big sister that he'd had given his postion to Alpha to, was looking like she was about to break down. She was supposed to get married to some nasty wolf that she end up killing. Griffin thought he was alright until he found he abused his sister. Witchcraft, the people who controlled all of Blood Bound Wolf Pack, had came after him. Now he was going to risk his life to try to save them all. And to think his life would end so soon, 16.

He looked out into the awaiting trees and at his sister. "I have to." He whispered. His sister Mackenzie, took a step forward starting to close the long space between them. "Please..." she cried
He couldn't stand there any longer, look into those manipulating eyes, he'd just give in
Before she could step any closer, he turned and shifted into a black wolf, running into the forest.

Trees and darkness encircled him and out stepped a dark shadow that made his ruff prickle with fear and tension. He snarled and looked at the dark thing. He then stepped back and flew out, the. When he thought he was digging into a shadow, digging into flesh he realized he was hanging to a huge cliff. He dug his claws in. Damn. They tricked him. Witchcraft had always did this. "Grifffin!" He heard his sister's pleading cries. "Don't look down!"

He tried to listen to his sister. But just telling him made him want to more. Griffin swallowed and looked down. He whimpered. He hated anykind of heights. Looking down made him loose focus. He dug his claws in more which made him start to slip. He whined as he lost contact with the cliffhanger and tumbled down the mountain, going limp and everything going black. All he could remember thinking, is this the end?

Opening his eyes, it hurt to open him, this new surge of pain swept over him and he knew it was all the witchcrafters. He opened them all the way and looked over, seeing that he was off the ground. Chains hang on his wrist, strapped to trees. He closed his eyes shamefully just wishing he wasn't the only one. At least Melissa, Mackenize, and Fawn were sat... he hoped.

The pain came from his raw wrist and he felt something sharp at the side of his side. He was bleeding heavily and he needed pack blood or else he belevied he would end up dying. The witchcrafters probably abandounded her. And he knew it was coming. He was lucky to surivive the fall of the cliff. He sighed and looked at his loose feet, some of the pain fading with his fear of heights.

[Tayssi]

I'd like to join, if that's alright. What did you want to happen/what kind of character?

[lemmy]

Um... at least a girl from a different pack that used to be controlled by witchcraft, but now is not and escaped and she finds him. I don't care of her personality, looks, ect

[Tayssi]

Heaven


The red wolf lowered herself to the ground with a light growl. The tingle of magic crept over her furry body and she knew that a witch was using her magic. Ears flicking in agitation, Heaven kept on moving. If she didn't continue to move, the witches would find her. She had managed to escape from them and their magic, she didn't really feel like going back to it. She was safer in her wolf form. From her pack, all wolves were Red Wolves and as all other packs, had the same scent. The only way to tell them apart was their eyes, and even then, it was hard. Most werewolves had yellow eyes. Her pack had a mixture of yellow, brown and amber, like hers. Only two others in her pack had amber eyes, though.
Not many thought of Heaven, or most of her pack as werewolves with their mainly brown eyes. A few had the usual yellow, but most had brown. Then there was Heaven, her father and her brother who had the amber eyes. It seemed to run in the family. Heaven's mother had yellow eyes like the normal werewolf, unfortunately, she died when Heaven was 7.
Not many knew of Heaven's pack to be a werewolf pack with their eyes, and that's the way they liked it. They weren't a pack to fight or stir trouble amongst the other packs. The were known as the Red Moon Pack.

Picking up her pace in a full run, Heaven barged through bushes and dodged trees and jumped over fallen branches and logs. Growling softly all the while. She had to find her pack. And fast. Being by herself would give herself away to the witches should they be looking for her.
Bursting through some bushes, Heaven came face to face with a human male, chains wrapped around his wrists. Caught by witches, obviously, so he was a werewolf. She could feel the witch's magic coursed around the male's body and the chains. The thought of being chained like that again made her shudder. Glancing around, but unable to sens the presence of the witch, Heaven made her way over to the male. How'd you manage to get yourself in this mess? Heaven asked the man telepathically. Only werewolves could project their thoughts to others. It was a unique and handy skill. But it'd also be giving away that she was a werewolf to the male. Kind of a downer, but she'd get over it.
Sitting on her haunches, the femme wolf watched and waited for an answer.

[lemmy]

Griffin realized that he was starving and he realized that he was bleeding to death, a huge wound was planted at the side of hip almost, and he was losing bloood fast. They must of done this not tool long ago. He wished the healer, Fawn, was here, she'd tend him quickly and make him better. But he was afraid he was going to die. Breathing only brought more pain, but he still did.

Opening his eyes, he saw a red wolf watching him, he growled slightly. Red wolves are not going to help me. I wish I didnt do what I did... He thought to himself until the thoughts of a female voice overlapped his own. He stopped and stared at the wolf, ignoring the pain, and the chains. She was a red female wolf. She had amber and yellow/brown eyes and she was quite smaller than a regular... possibly a werewolf? Possibly from the pack that left from under the magic of witchcraft... Blood Moon?

He only heard stories but never belevied in what Witchcraft said. As he focused again he felt the new surge of pain and winced. I'll tell you maybe when you .... get me out of the mess. he thought. I'm.. dying quick. Griffin hesitated and took a sharp breath, the pain grew stronger and he trotted his teeth again.

[Tayssi]

Watching the man as he stared at her in confusion, Heaven couldn't help but smirk. A Red Wolf speaking to him like a werewolf, obviously confused him and it was rather pleasing to the femme. She wasn't used to catching others by surprise, so when she did, she took pleasure from it. Her tail thumped on the ground once in amusement before she huffed slightly as he asked her to get him out of it, and that he was dying. Well, I can see that. Now, stay still; this may hurt a bit, Heaven said and walked over to where he was chained to. The chains had magic warped all around them. But after spending so long under a witch's control and breaking free from it herself, Heaven had a strong resistance to their magic now.
Growling softly as she nosed the chain, receiving a light spark, the femme Red Wolf pinned her ears back, tail swishing stiffly in agitation. The female nosed it again, received another spark and she pulled back. Glaring at the chain, Heaven glanced at the man. When I break this chain, it's going to hurt your wrists. Like something searing your skin, but just bear with it, okay? Heaven said softly.
She watched him for a while longer, before, with a sudden fierce ferocity, she took the chains into her jaw like a savage animal and pulled backwards, head shaking from side to side. The chains put up a strong fight, but witch magic linked around anything made the material weaker. Metal included. It bent and stretched and Heaven stepped back, pulling her weight against it. The longer she pulled against it, the more it'd be hurting the man's wrists.
When something put a resistance against witch magic, it had certain affects. For binding magic, it was like a iron being put to the flesh where ever it was connected to. It'd be hurting him like anything right now. And this was only one wrist.
Pulling even harder, her frustration rising, growling increasing, the chain and the magic suddenly snapped, freely his wrist. The broken chain dissolved due to the length of time the magic had been around it, weakening it to the point of dissolving once broken. Heaven moved to the next chain, doing to same thing. It snapped and dissolve. Only those with strong resistance to witch magic could actually break it. Heaven went over to the male, heaved him onto her back and went into the line of trees, out of prying eyes.
Heaven rested him against a tree and then stepped back and sat down, looking at him. So, explain what happened. The bleeding will slow now because you're out of the witch's magic for now. Don't worry about that too much. Shift into your wolf and it'll heal faster. Once you've explained, i'll get you something to eat. Anything in particular? Heaven said lightly, amber eyes staring at him intently.

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