Post by Takhi on Mar 14, 2008 8:37:41 GMT -5
Some Just Can't be Helped
They reached the edge of the burnt woods. On the other side it was perfectly in bloom. It seemed as if something had created a line between the two sides. On one side the trees and shrubs were burnt and lifeless. On the other side where the line separates them, the blackness stopped and the green began again. Blackeye continued, padding onto a slope where it seemed secluded and secure, safe from danger. In the middle of this little hilltop was a large pine, probably one of the tallest the woods had to offer. Blackeye let Wayk slide gently from his back onto the ground.
"This is where I must leave you. I must return to my pack," Blackeye spoke.
"I know."
"If you ever need my assistance, howl for me and I will come."
"Thank you, Blackeye."
"Anytime, my dear." Blackeye gave Takhi a smile then retreated back to the other side. Like a wandering spirit, his silhouette disappeared into the darkness. Takhi was now alone. Her father still lied there with no ounce of movement but the shallow rise and fall of his chest. From his scent Takhi could tell that he had become ill. Under the great pine, the rain was less and passed them by as they lied under the branches of needles. Takhi did not mourn her family. She didn’t want her mother to die, but her brother and sister deserved it.
The rain began to die into a light drizzle. Dawn had arrived again. As Takhi watched the sky the clouds began to part and move away. The dreadful storm that had taken so many lives was gone at last. The orange and yellow glow of the sun began to appear over the mountains.
This made Takhi calm for she was relieved that the orange glow of the fire did not return. Only in a tribute to her mother and Blackeye’s lost pack mates, Takhi howled, voicing her sorrow. She prayed that each wolf was greeted as the ascended to Tor and Fenris’s den. You could hear the sadness in her voice as she continued her howl until the sun reached the mountaintop.
As Takhi silenced herself, Wayk’s eyes finally opened. He shook his head then looked upon Takhi. She sat staring out at the sun, the light gleaming off of her black fur. Wayk stood up, his limbs wobbly and unbalanced. He staggered over to where his daughter sat.
His mouth and nose bled. His eyes were bloodshot and faded. Something had gone wrong with him after the death of his pups, mate, and family. It was as if the life in him began to decay, slowly rotting him from the inside out. He panted and wheezed as he breathed. Takhi turned to him. She smiled.
"Father! You’re up! You’re-" she saw the blood around his mouth. "What’s wrong?" Wayk looked at her blankly. It was as if he was in a daze, an illusion, a trance. His tongue, red with blood, hung limply from his mouth.
"Father, sit down and stay here. I’m going to find food and water for you." Wayk limped back to the tree and plopped down beside the trunk.
They reached the edge of the burnt woods. On the other side it was perfectly in bloom. It seemed as if something had created a line between the two sides. On one side the trees and shrubs were burnt and lifeless. On the other side where the line separates them, the blackness stopped and the green began again. Blackeye continued, padding onto a slope where it seemed secluded and secure, safe from danger. In the middle of this little hilltop was a large pine, probably one of the tallest the woods had to offer. Blackeye let Wayk slide gently from his back onto the ground.
"This is where I must leave you. I must return to my pack," Blackeye spoke.
"I know."
"If you ever need my assistance, howl for me and I will come."
"Thank you, Blackeye."
"Anytime, my dear." Blackeye gave Takhi a smile then retreated back to the other side. Like a wandering spirit, his silhouette disappeared into the darkness. Takhi was now alone. Her father still lied there with no ounce of movement but the shallow rise and fall of his chest. From his scent Takhi could tell that he had become ill. Under the great pine, the rain was less and passed them by as they lied under the branches of needles. Takhi did not mourn her family. She didn’t want her mother to die, but her brother and sister deserved it.
The rain began to die into a light drizzle. Dawn had arrived again. As Takhi watched the sky the clouds began to part and move away. The dreadful storm that had taken so many lives was gone at last. The orange and yellow glow of the sun began to appear over the mountains.
This made Takhi calm for she was relieved that the orange glow of the fire did not return. Only in a tribute to her mother and Blackeye’s lost pack mates, Takhi howled, voicing her sorrow. She prayed that each wolf was greeted as the ascended to Tor and Fenris’s den. You could hear the sadness in her voice as she continued her howl until the sun reached the mountaintop.
As Takhi silenced herself, Wayk’s eyes finally opened. He shook his head then looked upon Takhi. She sat staring out at the sun, the light gleaming off of her black fur. Wayk stood up, his limbs wobbly and unbalanced. He staggered over to where his daughter sat.
His mouth and nose bled. His eyes were bloodshot and faded. Something had gone wrong with him after the death of his pups, mate, and family. It was as if the life in him began to decay, slowly rotting him from the inside out. He panted and wheezed as he breathed. Takhi turned to him. She smiled.
"Father! You’re up! You’re-" she saw the blood around his mouth. "What’s wrong?" Wayk looked at her blankly. It was as if he was in a daze, an illusion, a trance. His tongue, red with blood, hung limply from his mouth.
"Father, sit down and stay here. I’m going to find food and water for you." Wayk limped back to the tree and plopped down beside the trunk.
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