FictionalReality
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"I don't know. They all ran off somewhere, and I didn't realise until a while ago. By then I couldn't find them, so I decided to wait here." She replied fearfully, emerging from the trees.
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Eric tore off a leg from the deer, and threw it to Accelia. "Here. Your probably hungry." He told her.FictionalReality said:"I don't know. They all ran off somewhere, and I didn't realise until a while ago. By then I couldn't find them, so I decided to wait here." She replied fearfully, emerging from the trees.
"You're hungry. So, just eat." Eric sat down, looking intently at Accalia. He could tell she was hungry. She always ate last. Well, she deserved some food.FictionalReality said:"B-but, we're supposed to wait for the alphas, before we can eat." Accalia stared at the leg. She was hungry, but she didn't want to be disrespectful.
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Eric sighed. "How vexing. I'm glad I went hunting. War is ugly. Can we not just find a diplomatic solution to the problem?" He asked. He layed down on his stomach as he continued eating.FictionalReality said:"No. As I said, they all ran off. I can only assume it has something to do with the Burning Sun pack." She had eaten all of the meat, and was now chewing on the bone to get the marrow.
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Eric was by the side of the werewolf. He had been searching for his pack mates, and come across one from Burning Sun. "You're hurt," he said. He walked closer, still in wolf form. "So you need any assistance?"Ranulf01 said:He felt weak. As much as he'd hated to admit it, that other wolf from the Burning Sun had gotten some good strikes on him, and combined with the damage he inherently inflicted on himself in his unrestrained phases... Living hurt. Then again, that was what it meant to be alive, wasn't it? It meant feeling the color drain away from your surroundings and then bouncing back, stronger than before, and ready to snatch another day from the universe using only your teeth and unwillingness to be cowed.
Then again, sometimes you didn't bounce back. Sometimes you became Loki, presumably dead somewhere. He didn't know it for sure - he had separated from the pack as they went off to go search for their alpha's corpse. Molloch was in no shape for that, instead resigned to limping back towards the Twilight Moon camp in his upright, human form, one staggered step at a time.
Dammit! If only he'd been quicker, or stronger, or something, he wouldn't be in this state. He needed to do better. For the pack, for himself. He refused to fall into the background and be ignored - not again. It was a bitter sensation that clawed at his heart with viciousness, but also pleaded with him to not repeat the mistakes of the past. Bully, fight, and kill if you must, just don't let it happen again.
He didn't want to, but a bum leg and an unsteady breath didn't do him any favors as he made his way slowly back home.
((Anyone's free to intercept him if you want, otherwise he'll eventually be back home nursing himself back into shape.))
Eric laughed. "Please. Any idiot can see you took a beating. I swear, people who are stubborn are like walls." He was aware of the irony of the statement, given how stubborn he was on matters of morality, but he didn't care. "Let's just get going," he told him, walking alongside him. "So, what happened? Tell me nobody died."Ranulf01 said:It took Molloch a moment before he recognized Eric, now asking if he needed assistance.
Assistance? The day he needed assistance from that haughty, justice-focused, naive child was the day he'd surely outstayed his welcome in this land of the living. He'd never been too fond of him, always trying to do the morally right thing, as if the world they lived in wasn't one no-holds-barred grudge match. Right? There was no right way of doing things, only doing what you had to.
"I'm fine, I'm fine," he said, now doing what he could to mask his stuttering steps. "Glancing blows, nothing that will stop me."
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Eric smiled as only a wolf could. "That won't stop the war. I can tell. What will stop it is if we face off against an enemy who threatens all werewolves with extinction. Say, humanity." Eric sighed. He disapproved of Molloch's actions, but knew that he didn't need to utter a word to let him know. "Better than ripping each other's throats out. Because frankly, werewolves all should be one pack."Ranulf01 said:"No one died, though I severely wish they did. Burning Sun meeting went to hell, I took one of them out of the fight and into the woods." The adrenal overload always made the memory a bit hazy, like everything was just a vague impression, thoughts of thoughts. What did happen?
"We... got separated from the fight, had our own out there. Cinder... Cinder came running up, told me to stop." He still wished she hadn't, and said as much. "I wanted to tear her throat out, but she wouldn't let me. She was Burning Sun, Eric - that other wolf. And now Cinder's having us play all buddy buddy with them for now."
Even saying it made a snarl rise up in his throat, and his inattention made him lose his footing briefly.
"I would be happy to fight them all, if I could, but now even that's against our rules."
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Eric raced after Cinder when she raced past him. He saw her in human form. The little girl she was deep down. It pained him to see her like this. He shifted to human form, and walked toward her. "Cinder," he said to her, "what's wrong with you?" He sat down next to her, putting a hand on her shoulder. "Is everything alright?" He hated seeing his Alpha like this. She was weak.RedLikeRoses said:Cinder ran faster than her legs could carry her, trying to suppress the whimpers that came from her muzzle. She needed to get to camp, she figured it wouldn't be very populated with all of the werewolves on high alert. The Alpha was broken and upset, and she felt as if there was no one there to truly care for her and her feelings. For once, the Alpha was acting like the girl that she was deep down. She was displaying her weakness by running away, by crying, by leaving her pack in the dust, but she didn't care. If one of them tried to take her position, Cinder would gladly fight for it, and she didn't care if she won or lost. The Alpha bolted through the woods in a blur, quickly speeding past Molloch and Eric (whom she hadn't registered to even be there yet), quickly making her way to the Twilight's camp.
With another whimper, she crawled into her tent, shifted into her human form and secluded herself from the world.
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