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 Posted: Sun Feb 15, 2015 3:04 pm
The sky seemed like it was ripping open with the lightning and thunder rumbling in the heavens above. Some of the rain managed to make it down through the canopy above, but for the most part, only the lightning's flash and the wind did.
"Hey, you dead?"
A cold nose poked at the leopard's face. There was at least a shallow rise in the feline's chest, which was a good sign for the striped jackal that stood beside him with a frown on her face. The lions had stepped away, guarding their quarry while letting the leopard rest on the plush grass beside a shallow pool of water. They were still around, so the canine's voice was hushed, but hopefully still loud enough to get this dumb leopard's attention.
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Posted: Tue Feb 17, 2015 1:52 pm
 There was waves of sharp pain coursing all over his body, his head pounding with each heartbeat, the lioness had indeed won the fight again him, what more? She left him all but incapacitated for a long while. He was thankful for one thing though… his ability to hear.
Ear twitching as the sound of a voice, his mind wandered back to the conversation his adversary had been having with her mother. He would be made a sacrifice… to Nana? Sool’s expression became a firm line as the wet nose poke at him and the realization of just how much danger he was in sank in.
“Not dead yet.” He whispered weakly.
Opening his dark grey eyes, he let them focus for a moment before rolling over to look at the owner of the voice. A small, brown jackal stood near, her snout still incredibly close to his body. Brows furrowing, he attempted to roll over, only to have waves of nausea wash over him.
“s**t.”
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Posted: Tue Feb 17, 2015 2:09 pm
"You're definitely stronger than you look. Those lions really did a number on you, but that's in your favor right now. I don't think they do sacrifices on injured stuff."
The little jackal jogged around the leopard before standing up on her back legs, her forelegs against his neck as she nipped at his ear. "Come on, you gotta stay injured until someone can come get you." Baunta was sure to keep her voice down, though luckily with the storm she didn't really need to be as quiet as she normally did.
"Baunta. That's enough." The new voice was assertive in its tone.
Yipping, the small canine bounded back, leaving the wounded leopard be.
The rain was beginning to come down harder than before, falling through the leaves and down onto the forest floor, including the lions, and even onto Baunta and Emerce. Just as it began to hit harder as the skies above opened up to lightning and thunder, the rain ceased to hit the wounded leopard. Instead, a wing was spread over him, keeping the moisture from hitting him. A sigh added to the noises of the night, as did the sound of grass folding under the weight of a body settling down beside Emerce with a soft thud.
"You are weak. Do not move."
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Posted: Tue Feb 17, 2015 2:25 pm
The grey leopard growled lightly, annoyed by the voice of the jackal. He already knew he was messed up. He didn’t need to be reminded of it. At least he had given the lioness a run around as well. Grinning, he spat out a bit of bloody saliva.
“You’d think. They see-“Eyes shot wide open as a short yelp escaped from his mouth. It was the torn ear, did the jackal really have to chew at that one?! His floppy mess of an ear was now oozing, smarting more than the rest of his body. “WHAT THE HELL IS WRON-“
Rolling eyes towards the new voice, Emerce attempted to see who was talking. The way he was currently angled however, left that all but impossible. What was he going to do? First a crazy jackal, now a mystery voice. Rolling his eyes upward at the sky he prayed, actually prayed for a savior, even Shan Furen to show up and help him.
And as he prayed, the rains fell harder than before…. But there was an alarming lack of moisture hitting his own body.
“W-what?”
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Posted: Sun Mar 29, 2015 9:11 am
"You are weak. Do not move." She repeated, sterner than the last.
"You will need to gather your strength if you are to escape from these lions."
The goddess glanced him once over, a frown deepening on her face as her starry-eyes looked over each scratch, each bite. There was no blood now, it had all been washed away and the wounds were clotted. He was a leopard, one from the mountains as she had heard the lions discussing. He was one from her colony and she had so many questions of how things had progressed while she had been away. It could wait for the moment though.
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