Post by Takhi on Mar 14, 2008 8:37:01 GMT -5
Diminishing Life
Wayk stared in horror. There was no way for the pack to escape. The wolves screamed in terror. They couldn’t be saved. "We can’t help them," Wayk depressingly said. The flaming branches from the top of the trees broke and fell to the ground in front of them.
"We have to save ourselves," Wayk barked. Wayk, Madge, Baeleh, and Takhi abandoned their family, hearing their helpless screams as they fled. The clouds had swelled and now released the water they had collected. A little drizzle at first, then it turned into a downpour. The rain filled the rivers, putting out the fires, but now creating a flood. The branches, sticks, and twigs that had been trapped in the river’s path now broke apart as the fresh water raged through.
The flowing river crashed against the rocks carrying the debris with it. The wolves’ fur were wet and plastered to their bodies. The fires had died, revealing its true destruction of the woods. The trees were charred and blackened like coal. The smell of burnt wood hung thickly in the air. Leafless and highly burnt, there was nothing left of the trees.
Around the devastated landscape lied many animals that were trapped in the flames. Many were rabbits, squirrels, voles, and mice. Occasionally they spotted a deer, a fox, or even a wolf. They had padded back to where Iyan was killed. Takhi saw his body. It smelled putrid as the scorched skin bled. His face was of a horrible sight, the skin on the muzzle burnt completely off revealing the teeth and jaw. His orange fur was gone and left blackened patches mixed into his pink skin. The skin around his ribcage was burnt off revealing the bones and organs within. Tears still dripped from the eye sockets as he stared blankly at her.
They padded on. Ahead lied a wolf. It was a drappa from the Kerl pack. It was the wolf that had part of her lip missing. Unlike Iyan, her body was still intact, no evidence of the fire but the singed fur. Her mouth bled. Takhi couldn’t bear to look. She turned away. The wolves padded on once more, now running close to the river, hoping to get to higher ground. Takhi and Baeleh ran close together. The water in the river ran rough. Takhi saw that. She thought of every word her sister ever said, every injury she ever inflicted. The pain, the humiliation her sister had caused.
Suddenly Takhi slammed her weight into Baeleh, sending her careening down the slope into the rushing water. Baeleh squealed with terror as she plunged into the river. The water held onto her, whipping her back and forth.
Madge screamed, "No! Not my pup!" Baeleh tried to shout back to her mother, but the strong current pulled her head below the waves. Madge gasped and plunged intro the water, desperate to rescue her pup. There was no sign of Baeleh. Never again would Baeleh resurface alive. Madge screamed with distress. She couldn’t keep her footing on the gravel and rocks below her paws. The current grabbed hold of her and dragged her body through the torrent. Her claws scraped against the river floor. Madge was pulled down along the river, her body being tossed as if the waves were playing volleyball. Wayk and Takhi ran with her along the river’s edge.
The debris floated around her, smashing into her head and along her body. The rough water was bringing her down the small falls and white waves. Over and over she fell down them until she was stopped by a rock that she was thrown against. Her ribcage broke apart as she hit. Blood trickled down from her side into the water. Madge coughed up black blood. Both Wayk and Takhi watched as Madge died. Her body flopped over into the water and floated away as the current dragged the lifeless corpse. They stood there, stunned with confusion and denial in their eyes.
Takhi had killed her mother. By pushing her sister to her cold and dark death, she caused her mother to meet the same fate. Her father didn’t take his shocked gazed off of the blood that had gathered on the rock that took his love away. Wayk stood stone still. He barely blinked. Takhi looked up at her father and nudged him.
"Father, we must go." Wayk stayed silent. Takhi nudged him again. Finally Wayk collapsed and blacked out. Takhi gasped. Now what? She couldn’t leave her father alone. In a last attempt to help him she began to howl, hoping another would return the call. Luckily a wolf did respond. The howl was raspy yet very strong. The howl stopped and Takhi waited. She knew that they were on their way. Out of the blackened wood came a large dark furred Dragga with a missing eye. It was Blackeye.
Takhi smiled and barked, "Blackeye! Thank Fenris it’s you. My father he’s-"
"Dead?"
"No. My mother and sister have just died and he just collapsed. I guess he couldn’t handle the shock. I don’t know what to do. Do you think you can carry him to a safer area?" Blackeye gave Wayk a look of disgust. Takhi was the only reason he was even considering helping her father.
"Okay, but if he wakes up and decides to fight, I can’t promise you I won’t harm him."
"I understand," Takhi answered. Blackeye nodded and crouched down beside Wayk. He inched his muzzle under Wayk’s chin and lifted his body up onto his back. As Blackeye slowly got to his feet he asked, "Where do you want me to bring him?"
"I’m not sure. Where do you suggest?"
"I know an area that the fire has not touched. It’ll be safe there. It’s on the side of the woods that the flames didn’t reach."
"Then let’s go." Takhi and Blackeye padded off. They had to go through the woods that the fires destroyed. There were no sweet familiar scents of the leaves and bark like there used to be. There was only the acrid scent of ash. All around the once great pine trees were now bare trunks with their burnt and leafless limbs hanging. Their home was no more. Every creature that had survived were probably already on the move to find new homes. Luckily for Blackeye only a few of his pack mates were lost, trapped by the fire, their fate sealed. The two kept walking, Blackeye steadying himself every few steps to keep Wayk balanced. Their paws were dark with soot from the ground. Takhi wrinkled her nose. The smell of the charred wood was awful.
The rain kept pouring, making the ground wet and slick with black mud. The wolves struggled to keep their balance on the rain, earth, and ash mixing together. With the smell of rain mixing with the already horrible smell of burnt vegetation and flesh made it far worse. Even old Blackeye began to cringe at the smell, shaking his head back and forth and snorting from time to time. The two didn’t speak throughout their walk. Blackeye didn’t want to accidentally mention the death of her pack and Takhi didn’t feel like talking of it to anyone.
No one could know that she killed her own family. No one.
Wayk stared in horror. There was no way for the pack to escape. The wolves screamed in terror. They couldn’t be saved. "We can’t help them," Wayk depressingly said. The flaming branches from the top of the trees broke and fell to the ground in front of them.
"We have to save ourselves," Wayk barked. Wayk, Madge, Baeleh, and Takhi abandoned their family, hearing their helpless screams as they fled. The clouds had swelled and now released the water they had collected. A little drizzle at first, then it turned into a downpour. The rain filled the rivers, putting out the fires, but now creating a flood. The branches, sticks, and twigs that had been trapped in the river’s path now broke apart as the fresh water raged through.
The flowing river crashed against the rocks carrying the debris with it. The wolves’ fur were wet and plastered to their bodies. The fires had died, revealing its true destruction of the woods. The trees were charred and blackened like coal. The smell of burnt wood hung thickly in the air. Leafless and highly burnt, there was nothing left of the trees.
Around the devastated landscape lied many animals that were trapped in the flames. Many were rabbits, squirrels, voles, and mice. Occasionally they spotted a deer, a fox, or even a wolf. They had padded back to where Iyan was killed. Takhi saw his body. It smelled putrid as the scorched skin bled. His face was of a horrible sight, the skin on the muzzle burnt completely off revealing the teeth and jaw. His orange fur was gone and left blackened patches mixed into his pink skin. The skin around his ribcage was burnt off revealing the bones and organs within. Tears still dripped from the eye sockets as he stared blankly at her.
They padded on. Ahead lied a wolf. It was a drappa from the Kerl pack. It was the wolf that had part of her lip missing. Unlike Iyan, her body was still intact, no evidence of the fire but the singed fur. Her mouth bled. Takhi couldn’t bear to look. She turned away. The wolves padded on once more, now running close to the river, hoping to get to higher ground. Takhi and Baeleh ran close together. The water in the river ran rough. Takhi saw that. She thought of every word her sister ever said, every injury she ever inflicted. The pain, the humiliation her sister had caused.
Suddenly Takhi slammed her weight into Baeleh, sending her careening down the slope into the rushing water. Baeleh squealed with terror as she plunged into the river. The water held onto her, whipping her back and forth.
Madge screamed, "No! Not my pup!" Baeleh tried to shout back to her mother, but the strong current pulled her head below the waves. Madge gasped and plunged intro the water, desperate to rescue her pup. There was no sign of Baeleh. Never again would Baeleh resurface alive. Madge screamed with distress. She couldn’t keep her footing on the gravel and rocks below her paws. The current grabbed hold of her and dragged her body through the torrent. Her claws scraped against the river floor. Madge was pulled down along the river, her body being tossed as if the waves were playing volleyball. Wayk and Takhi ran with her along the river’s edge.
The debris floated around her, smashing into her head and along her body. The rough water was bringing her down the small falls and white waves. Over and over she fell down them until she was stopped by a rock that she was thrown against. Her ribcage broke apart as she hit. Blood trickled down from her side into the water. Madge coughed up black blood. Both Wayk and Takhi watched as Madge died. Her body flopped over into the water and floated away as the current dragged the lifeless corpse. They stood there, stunned with confusion and denial in their eyes.
Takhi had killed her mother. By pushing her sister to her cold and dark death, she caused her mother to meet the same fate. Her father didn’t take his shocked gazed off of the blood that had gathered on the rock that took his love away. Wayk stood stone still. He barely blinked. Takhi looked up at her father and nudged him.
"Father, we must go." Wayk stayed silent. Takhi nudged him again. Finally Wayk collapsed and blacked out. Takhi gasped. Now what? She couldn’t leave her father alone. In a last attempt to help him she began to howl, hoping another would return the call. Luckily a wolf did respond. The howl was raspy yet very strong. The howl stopped and Takhi waited. She knew that they were on their way. Out of the blackened wood came a large dark furred Dragga with a missing eye. It was Blackeye.
Takhi smiled and barked, "Blackeye! Thank Fenris it’s you. My father he’s-"
"Dead?"
"No. My mother and sister have just died and he just collapsed. I guess he couldn’t handle the shock. I don’t know what to do. Do you think you can carry him to a safer area?" Blackeye gave Wayk a look of disgust. Takhi was the only reason he was even considering helping her father.
"Okay, but if he wakes up and decides to fight, I can’t promise you I won’t harm him."
"I understand," Takhi answered. Blackeye nodded and crouched down beside Wayk. He inched his muzzle under Wayk’s chin and lifted his body up onto his back. As Blackeye slowly got to his feet he asked, "Where do you want me to bring him?"
"I’m not sure. Where do you suggest?"
"I know an area that the fire has not touched. It’ll be safe there. It’s on the side of the woods that the flames didn’t reach."
"Then let’s go." Takhi and Blackeye padded off. They had to go through the woods that the fires destroyed. There were no sweet familiar scents of the leaves and bark like there used to be. There was only the acrid scent of ash. All around the once great pine trees were now bare trunks with their burnt and leafless limbs hanging. Their home was no more. Every creature that had survived were probably already on the move to find new homes. Luckily for Blackeye only a few of his pack mates were lost, trapped by the fire, their fate sealed. The two kept walking, Blackeye steadying himself every few steps to keep Wayk balanced. Their paws were dark with soot from the ground. Takhi wrinkled her nose. The smell of the charred wood was awful.
The rain kept pouring, making the ground wet and slick with black mud. The wolves struggled to keep their balance on the rain, earth, and ash mixing together. With the smell of rain mixing with the already horrible smell of burnt vegetation and flesh made it far worse. Even old Blackeye began to cringe at the smell, shaking his head back and forth and snorting from time to time. The two didn’t speak throughout their walk. Blackeye didn’t want to accidentally mention the death of her pack and Takhi didn’t feel like talking of it to anyone.
No one could know that she killed her own family. No one.
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