Nathron
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Post by Nathron on Aug 20, 2005 22:13:33 GMT -5
Nathron was startled by her sudden breakdown. He didn't know what to do, to comfort her. If he was in that state he would be transforming into a wolf, he wasn't very good at controlling his changes. He walked over to her and collapsed to his knees next to her. He lay his hand on her back. "Umm, are you ok miss?" He asked, not sure of what to make of the situation.
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sharpenedfang
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Turn off the lights, and turn off the shyness... 'cause all of the moves make up for the silence.
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Post by sharpenedfang on Aug 20, 2005 22:26:37 GMT -5
She sat there ignoring his presence just letting herself cry, she needed to get it out and this was one way to do it. She had held things in for so long. "I'm fine," she repeated once again, "Don't worry.. about it." she said pushing herself up off of the ground. She felt a warm liquid run down her calves, she knew it was blood. "I have to.. go.. somewhere."
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Nathron
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Post by Nathron on Aug 20, 2005 22:32:34 GMT -5
Nathron had and idea, his way to solve problems; run. Run free as a wolf. Run until you lungs scream and your paws ache. He didn't know how she did it. He look to her to see what she wanted to do. He offered another option "Would you like to stay at the inn, your horses are still tacked to that carriage, unless the coyotes got them... please, we will mend your calves and give you a good night's rest. It's the least I can do." He stood and helped he to her wobbling feet. He needed rest, but he wouldn't let himself have it until she got it first. He hoped she would say yes, to put his mind at ease.
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sharpenedfang
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Turn off the lights, and turn off the shyness... 'cause all of the moves make up for the silence.
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Post by sharpenedfang on Aug 21, 2005 13:40:13 GMT -5
Her knees wobbled as she stoodand her head dropped staring at the ground. She nodded in response to his question not speaking a word. She whimpered slightly as her feet pressed against the leaf strewn floor, the fresh gashes on her feet throbbing painfully.
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Nathron
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Post by Nathron on Aug 21, 2005 17:22:23 GMT -5
Nathron escorted her back to the inn, it took a while, but they made it saftly. He sat her on the bed of an empty room and fetched a first aid kit. "This will sting a bit..." He said as he cleaned her wounds. He knew that if she was well she would objectto help, but she sat there, blank and pale faced. He wrapped a bandage around her leg. He left a night gown and fresh bandage on the side table. She didn't even seem to notice that he was moving around her. She continued to stare at the floor at her feet. "Good evening." He said as he walked out the door, throwing a few last words over his shoulder. "Meet me in the lobby tomarrow morning when you rise, and don't worry about your horses. My stable boy already fetched and fed them." He closed the door.
He couldn't turn into bed for the night. He fell against a wall and slid to the floor. He pulled his knees to his chest and rest his elbows on them, head in his palms. Nathron reflected his actions on this night. He thought about the girl, whose name was still unknown to him. He breathed a breath of relief and waited a half hour, listening to make sure she didn't wake.
He finally pulled himself up off the ground, and went out to the stable. He gave her horses some hay and entered the bay's stall. He was a fine horse. He grabbed a brush and swept it over his coat until it shined. He left the stall and headed back outside. He walked across the inn's lawn and down to the field. This field brought back many childhood memories. He and his brother would spend nights running and hunting bunnies. Until the coyotes took him. That was the story the scars upon his face told. Well, most of them. His eyes flashed red as the blood rushed to his face.
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sharpenedfang
Jedi
Turn off the lights, and turn off the shyness... 'cause all of the moves make up for the silence.
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Post by sharpenedfang on Aug 21, 2005 18:11:58 GMT -5
Fang's head throbbed, and her feet ached; her eyes swam with tears as her vision blurred. But still, the man walked around the room, preparing her for bed, she kept her focus intent upon the floor. Tiny fibers formed intricate designs in the grain, the useless images floated in her mind. He dabbed at her cuts with a burning liquid that made her squint and squirm. He left the room quietly, mumbling a few words of comfort, but his tone was that of one very troubled. Once he left her alone, she undressed and slipped the gown on. Fang sat up from a light nap and wiped her damp eyes then stood from the bed. Although she was in no state to be up and about, still she was, pushing her limits. She weakly opened the door and noticed that there was a window on the opposite side of the hall. She made her way to it and watched Nathron's silhouette move below near the field.
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Nathron
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Post by Nathron on Aug 21, 2005 18:28:46 GMT -5
Somthing squirmed inside Nathron. He let out a soft yell and dropped to his knees. His brother had been the only one in his life that understood him and shared every aspect of his life. He let out deep breaths as a tear ran down his cheek. It had been a long long time since he let the emotion inside him go. The night's effects played inside his head. Had he been dreaming? Was the girl, the werewolf girl real? It made butterflies play with his insides.
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sharpenedfang
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Turn off the lights, and turn off the shyness... 'cause all of the moves make up for the silence.
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Post by sharpenedfang on Aug 21, 2005 18:47:55 GMT -5
Nathron's form fell as if it were in pain, she knew that action well. Fang straightened her posture and strode down out into the night air. She ignored the raw flesh on her feet, it would heal in time.
"Nathron?" she called softly. He didnt reply. She frowned slightly and sat where he had fallen to his knees. "I wanted to thank you for looking after me..." her heart beat faster and she looked away, she had never been good with expressing her emotions to anyone.
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Nathron
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Post by Nathron on Aug 21, 2005 18:53:17 GMT -5
Nathron was lost in a world of his own. He didn't mean to be rude by ignoreing her, but he didn't feel like responding. He fell on his back and looked up at the moon. He muttered in latin at the full yellow orb, cursing it. He let out a sigh. "No need to thank me, but if you feel up to it, sharing your name would be good enough repayment."
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sharpenedfang
Jedi
Turn off the lights, and turn off the shyness... 'cause all of the moves make up for the silence.
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Post by sharpenedfang on Aug 21, 2005 18:58:23 GMT -5
She looked over in his direction once more after he had fallen back, lying in the grass. She did the same tucking her arms back beneath her head, stretching out her sore legs, "Fang," she replied simply.
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Nathron
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Post by Nathron on Aug 21, 2005 19:04:13 GMT -5
"Fang." He repeated. "That's suiting." He said simply. Images of Fang's beautiful lavender crested eyes and deadly fang's flashed and danced through his mind. The butterflies played inside him again. A werewolf girl. He thought.
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sharpenedfang
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Turn off the lights, and turn off the shyness... 'cause all of the moves make up for the silence.
Posts: 54
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Post by sharpenedfang on Aug 21, 2005 19:14:23 GMT -5
"What's that supposed to mean?" she lifted her head up looking at him, arching a brow quizzically. Fang shook her head slightly, "Nevermind,.." She was anxious and couldn't stay still for long periods, sitting up once more she yawned softly turning her gaze up to look at the night sky. She ran her long fingers through the knotted tangles of grass, and leaned back on her elbows; throwing her head onto her left shoulder. She let out a soft sigh not knowing what to say to him.
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Nathron
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Post by Nathron on Aug 21, 2005 19:22:32 GMT -5
Nathron felt the silence. It didn't make him feel uncomforable. He spent almost everyday in silence. He listened to her restlesness and movement. He sat up and pulled at the grass. He chased the thoughts of this girl out of his head. "I hope you don't need your rest." He said. Looking over at her. For the middle of the night she looked prettey awake. He felt mentally tired, but his body faught off sleep so miserably. Intrusions of thoughts and emotions filled his brain. He had never not been able to sleep. He didn't know what these emotions were. All because of one woman.
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sharpenedfang
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Turn off the lights, and turn off the shyness... 'cause all of the moves make up for the silence.
Posts: 54
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Post by sharpenedfang on Aug 21, 2005 19:40:18 GMT -5
She smiled at him "Do you not rest?" Nathron's mind seemed to be distracted by something elusive of his grasp, an enigma she wished to trace. Fang thought she saw his eyes flicker in acknowledgement as she spoke to him. " I do not sleep easily, if that is what you have concluded." She closed her eyes and breathed in the fresh scent of moist earth, the air was rant with death, it made her stomach turn uncomfortably.
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Nathron
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Post by Nathron on Aug 21, 2005 19:47:21 GMT -5
Maybe that was what was keeping the sleep from him this night. The thought of the coyote clan. They were the cause of so much death. Even when he was to small to realize it himself. But he knew it now. They were brutal vicious animals that took the most important thing away from him. But know that Fang was here, the constant longing for his brother's presence was slowly fading. His hand uncontiously traced his scares. "I don't sleep much. I find it near impossible to sleep on the full moon." He said, assuring himself that she could relate, and for once spoke openly, not afraid to share his secrets.
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