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Post by kahara on May 27, 2015 0:11:22 GMT -5
[/span][/font] Through the veil stepped a lioness of scars. She took several paces forward and waited in the sunshine, letting it warm her fur, before turning to face her entrance to this world. Two more like it, but smaller, opened and through them tumbled the unconscious - but very much alive - bodies of Caesar, Casper, Dae, Memmo, Ivan, Odysseia, Abyssia, Vincent, Carnal, Morgan, Kadin, Kadyn, Nero II, Calvin, Dazeon, and... another. Largest of them all. In the center.
Of different prides, of enemy prides. All dumped on the doorstep of The Caliver Pride. Each body slumped together, resting, as if they were asleep. The two tears in reality closed, leaving just one. Kahara approached the last opening and then turned to look at the largest body. The last to tumble out. The one whose name she did not think or call to; that he simply knew to come. That silent commands, no thoughts, no pleas, could summon him. She looked at him and spoke so softly."I was wrong to end you. I thought it was your time. I though that you needed me, but I needed you. And I am so sorry that I brought your story to a close before we were ready.
Never again.
It's time to rise again, my heart.
Caine Caliver."
And like stars in the light, she began to fade. Taking with her the only trace of her having had been there - the portal. A quick, bright beam of light stretched into the sky, above the clouds, into space itself; and remained for minutes after she had left. Shimmering away slowly.
To leave behind a pile of bodies.
Alive. Asleep.
Returned.
[/ul][/blockquote][/div][/div] About Memmo and Ivan.. LAD plays them, but so do I. There's no double the trouble. Time warping and reality smashing. Oops.
Anddd yeah.. so I brought Cocaine back. I realize the consequences of my actions, but I had to. I put so much thought into it. I love him. And his time to die wasn't right, but I tried to make it seem so.
I will not do him wrong again, and he will help me as he did before. |
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Post by katluver458 on May 27, 2015 1:01:08 GMT -5
Daemon Donovan, Stagnant Caliver-IdenFlying. Nowhere in particular, just. Needed space to clear his head. He'd been trying to allow himself to 'get out' more these days, as it were -- Well. As much as he could afford to for obvious reasons. He was thinking it was about high time to get in touch with Caitlyn again soon to discuss their newest scheme to flush Kimiko out once and for all. Ingenious, if he dared say so himself.
But there was always the off chance it wouldn't pan out once more and they'd be back at square one all over again. He couldn't lose heart, though. They just needed a second chance, he had to keep telling himself that.
It's how Cocaine would do it.
It's how Odyseeia would want him. /Them/ to do it.
God, he missed her. She and Harper both, even if his former Councilwoman left more of an impression than he bargained for. He couldn't place what it was, how it started or where it came from him all of a sudden, but. He'd damn himself to the end of his days for never figuring it out when he had the chance.
And now she was gone from his life. Like his mother, his father. Like his brother Funeral.
Blinking heavily, a shallow breath escaping as the raw wound deep in his chest threatened to open again, he forced himself to focus on the horizon. It was a beautiful day, and it shouldn't be wasted dwelling on mistakes.
And then, he saw it. A beam, brighter than any star he's seen. A signal? There was an echoing that called to him. No time to think, or try to rationale, he banked hard, redirecting himself fast, the wind whistling through his feathers so loud he'd be dead for sure if he miscalculated and crashed.
Landing with a messy whump, he didn't even take the time to dust himself off, tearing through the undergrowth the rest of the way so he could fly back home in one piece if this was real. Or some kind of cruel joke. He couldn't handle it a second time...But there were no tears to be shed from the lost King this day, finally coming to the blessed spot where his heart, his family lay all together in an exhausted, miraculous tangle of limbs.
Vincent. Abyssia!
Carnal!
Was...Was that Cocaine, too?! What?
Dark eyes scanned the group, almost desperate to see that one last face, that deep brown pelt and broad red wings.
He didn't have to look far, and there she was. He inhaled sharply, muzzle quivering in disbelief. "Odysseia." He breathed, so soft he hoped only he could here. Should he go to them? Should he wait until they woke on their own? WOULD they wake up? He was at a standstill, sure he was going into shock.
Lucky for him, a member of the Caliver pride herself was out and about as well, saw the neighbor King off in distance and wondered if he would come to visit. Until she saw the light too, saw him take off like a night hawk toward it. And so Stagnant wasted no time letting out a loud cry in alarm. Not that anyone could miss that impressive display! But just in case.
"Q-Queen Caitlyn!! Anyone!"
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Post by LAD on May 27, 2015 2:39:50 GMT -5
Caitlyn was too far away to hear her niece Stagnant. But never too far away to see what was going on opposite of her pride. The beam of light that shot through the sky shoved her to her paws and she tore down through the mountains, as if in a race herself. If not for her large sized body, she probably would have been frustrated that she couldn't get there faster. It only took nearly a minute at the pace she ran.
As she did so, she'd caught up with Brooke, Donato - Donato whom she was mildly surprised had actually left his 'sons' side - and after a quick questioning look, knew Joshua and Campion were guarding them. That whole litter were now fine young teenagers, but it would be forever disheartening to know their parents wouldn't see them.
Or so she thought.
Because as the three of them stumbled upon Stagnant, as they pushed past her even at the look upon her face, they were stunned into pure silence. Caitlyn stared, taking into account every single body that lay before them... And looking upon the few she knew that did not belong to her or Daemon and Orpheus' pride. But her eyes landed upon one in particular, one large frame, and her legs nearly gave out from underneath her. Donato leaned against her and she knew he was struggling with what he'd just seen as much as she was, what he just took in. Some, if not all, were back.
And after a long while... She finally saw Daemon. Her eyes blinked in confusion for a long moment she couldn't fathom why he was here. But she shifted, slowly bringing herself out of her daze. "We... Don't know how they got here." Though she had her suspicions. "And we don't know if they are okay." Though if her suspicions were correct, they were just fine. "It may be best you go and find strong members of your pride to come help you carry them home."
Her eyes laid upon a few forms. "Except for those few. They stay here with me." For once, she hoped they would stay unconscious for a full day. She would be able to do as she wished with them.
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Post by Jason on May 27, 2015 6:49:36 GMT -5
John was slumped up against his largest remaining sibling. Caspian had decided to stick around more, given that so many had left. With the disappearance of his twin, he had stuck closer, just on the off chance Casper came back. He had talked to Jasper, glad that his darker father was alive again, but saddened to hear it had been more than just a few Calivers that had left. And even more so to see the way it tortured Jasper, who could not understand what happened and found it to be the worst of all. Jasper had taught him something at that time, something he was both eager and frightened to try. He pulled his little brother into a slight hug, trying to relax again and not succeeding.
He had awoken to a sort of vibe that left him feeling on edge, as if something was going to happen, he could not shake it. John eventually stirred and glanced up toward Caspian cururious. John was skinny, tall, but definitely not the best suited for fighting given his build. He was fast though. "What's up, bro?" he yawned, rolling onto his stomach as Caspian let go. "Trying' to strangle me?" he teased. Unlike his brother, nothing ever bothered him too much. Or at least, it did not seem like it. He almost always came off as relaxed, but he did have a penchant for some herbal things.
"I don't know. I—" Caspian was cut off by Stagnant's shouting and both lifted their heads curiously. They were up quickly and Johnathan was out ahead, running at top speed. Caspian was not far behind him. He was not slow, but he was not a thin speedster. He had a mix of Cocaine and Jasper's build, and thus looked more suited for plowing through enemies than outrunning them.
Johnathan looked to Caitlyn and then to Caspian as he arrived. Then to the bodies. "'The fuck is this about?" he whispered to the taller one. Caspian shrugged, staring at the unconscious masses. Being a Crimson, he was probably better prepared for strange and weird things, especially given that Jasper was his father. He walked over and laid near Caspian, looking to Cocaine's immobile lump.
"Never thought he was coming back," Caspian grunted. His own confusion and emotion was masked with seeming indifference. He looked to Daemon and Caitlyn. "I could get my other dad here in a few seconds," he offered. He looked to the family he had on both sides. Jasper would want to see this, definitely. Not to mention his own siblings were here among this... "He'd be able to carry a good number... And maybe make sense of things?"
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Post by FJ on May 27, 2015 9:28:30 GMT -5
A faintly moving disturbance of light deepened and darkened, out of sight of the gathering, ghostly yet growing ever more tangible. Soon the form would reveal itself as a black wolf, blue markings faintly flickering and eyes forlorn. His head turned and soon his body followed with it, waiting as a dark portal appeared behind him.
"Sweet darkness embraced you both too soon, and from there I've collected you, fullfilling the wish of your creator. Emerge and set out upon your path anew, decide your own destinies." A voice so calm and quiet, smoldering like coals in a fire.
From the portal emerged two beings. One was a black leopard-like beast, spotless with a red underbelly, sharply pointed ears and black-and-red horns poking through a black bear skin cape and hood. Resting atop the cape, an ebony greatsword that was as long as the beast himself shone. A single amber eye opened as his feet touched the grass and he breathed in deep, remembering this place from once before.
"Noxol Delirious. Welcome." Both beings would nod to each other.
Next, a brown and tan beast emerged, black-backed and red maned, sky-bright eyes opening as he, too, hit the earth. His expression was stoic for a moment, before falling to pure confusion.
"Grenade Donovan. Welcome." The wolf nodded, though for this one, he would not receive the same greeting.
"What the fuck just happened?" Spoken so simply. He looked down at his paws, testing them, raising one to watch as he moved the digits. "Last thing I remember, was that I could barely move. What..."
The wolf simply smiled and began to fade. "Your disease no longer ails you. So be free, Grenade, as that was the wish of your creator."
And he was gone. Not that it stopped Grenade from looking baffled, nor his reply. "Ohh...kay. That's the weirdest thing I've had happen so far." His eyes looked to his right, toward the leopard who seemed none too bothered by the event. "What about you?"
"...." Noxol gave him a look, before beginning to walk forward. "There is a group ahead."
"There is?" Now that he thought about it, he recalled other voices. He really needed to gather himself. He felt... almost giddy and childlike at the moment. Judging by his surroundings, they were... "Seems like we're in the eastern Veldt Mountains. Close to Meurtrier." The other beast nodded, and forward they walked into the clearing with what could easily constitute a whole pride.
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Post by kahara on May 28, 2015 8:09:27 GMT -5
Caesar, Casper, Dae, Memmo, Ivan, Odysseia, Abyssia, Vincent, Carnal, Morgan, Kadin, Kadyn, Nero II, Calvin, Dazeon, Cocaine
Each would rise and wake in their own time. There is no clear factor in what would cause them to wake. Two would be the first two rise. Although each breathed with ease as if asleep, upon awakening there was a gasp, a jolt of life. It was a reawakening.
Carnal first with her paws outstretched and her eyes wide open, a look of shock upon her face and she slowly stumbled up and then fell down again in bewilderment. Her wings flared and she fell backwards across the pile of bodies.
Dae moved less but was just as surprised. It was clear in his face. He tried to speak only to find himself thoroughly choked up and at a loss for words, confused as to why he was surrounded by so many faces, some he didn't recognize. |
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Post by katluver458 on May 29, 2015 2:05:52 GMT -5
Daemon Donovan, Stagnant Caliver-IdenSo much was happening all at once, it was still so overwhelming -- But at new voices, from the Caliver pride itself thank whatever Powers that be, he was snapped back to attention, looking over at them all, from one, to the other, though his eyes still held that glazed over, bewildered look. Focus, you useless lump of fur! "Right. Right --" Shaking it off, pausing for a moment to let Caitlyn decide for herself if Jasper would indeed be necessary or not for her own pridemember's sake, he made to take to the skies again, but stopped short when two of them were finally starting to rouse.
"Carnal..." He rumbled with relief, heading for his niece first, careful to approach slowly, so's not to startle, and then eventually offer his shoulder for her to lean on for a moment if she wished. "You're safe now, don't worry. Take it easy for a moment, dear..." Her uncle tried to reassure, eyes flickering over to the group that had gathered, knowing they'd take care for her until he returned with help. "I'll be back as soon as I can, alright? Don't exert yourself, I'm going to get Kazbek." He murmured gently, hoping the sound of her mate's voice would help bring her back to reality.
Turning away from them, hesitant to leave for sure now incase more came to, he crouched, then leapt, heading back down towards the mountain, landing right in the heart of camp, panting heavily.
"Orpheus, brother! Torrer! Emers --" His chest heaved. Dammit! He forgot he still wasn't back. Where the Hell did he disappear to, anyways?
"I need help to carry some back to camp! Our strongest members, please. Kazbek, Circa, Zalui --" He began rattling off desperately, unsure who to even bring back with him, but at least knowing a certain select few would absolutely want to come with him to see what he was going on about, like he was stark raving mad. "Darkmoon please, if you would." He beseeched the mother Dark, knowing full and well she would no doubt want to see her returned twins again with her own two eyes. "Anyone else, come along. Hurry! There's no time to lose!" He roared, starting to pace quickly, anxiously while he waited.
Meanwhile, Stag shuffled from paw to paw, ears pinned back flat to her skull, watching the first two try and start to wake. "...Aunt Cait..." She murmured quietly, wondering what they should do. "Do I need to go back to camp for help too?" The 'ess asked, her voice sounding far off, distant as she took in the sight of Caesar. And her dear grandfather, who she'd gotten to know in his last few moons...Only to lose him far too soon. Suddenly back again.
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Post by LAD on May 29, 2015 9:00:01 GMT -5
Caitlyns eyes flickered with something at Caspians presence. Johnathans words did not go unnoticed, whispered or not the area was too silent to have missed them. "Language." She corrected automatically, but her eyes were still upon the pile before her. But Caspians words soothed her. "Yes, please, Caspian. And I'm sure your father would appreciate being called simply to see the sight before us." She added as an after thought. Because there was no way Jasper wouldn't feel something at seeing his daughter and odd-ball son with Cocaine back again. Including the simple fact that Cocaine was back himself. God, Cocaine was back. Her father was back and she felt weak all over again as she nearly collapsed with one step forward taken. But she paused as a gasp of shock filled the air and one of them moved. Carnal, she recognized instantly. Followed shortly by Dae. A sharp cry filled the air as Brooke pushed past them all, running the short distance to her brother to smother him in kisses, purring harshly that her whole body vibrated. His name fell from her maw in a continuous stream and she pressed as close to him as she dared. Caitlyn shivered at the sight. She'd know Brook had been heartbroken eye brother was gone, but she thought Brook had been doing well. Seeing this now made Caitlyn feel like she should have tried harder to comfort them more and she wondered how many others were still suffering. Daemons comforting words to Carnal however snapped her out of it. Shortly followed by Stangnants words. She shifted. "We have no members but the ones here, Stagnant. They are close enough to home and I'll see if Jasper wouldn't mind helping us out if D-..." She stumbled, the full force of what she was about to say hitting her. "If dad doesn't wake up soon." Her voice cracked several times with those words, tears filling her eyes and she finally left Donatos side to stumble forward. Oh how she missed him so much! And yet something else caught her attention. "Donato... Joshua and Campion are guarding Memmo and Ivan are they not?" Donato turned to her with a bleary gaze and blinked in confusion before nodding his agreement. "We may have... A slight issue." But when Donato went to step forward she flicked her tail at him to wait. Especially as Daemon took off. She didn't need Donato completely freaking out if they had to carry some home.
Back in the middle of camp, several of the Meurtrier pride were jolted to their paws by Daemons frantic voice. Orpheus was by his brother in a second. "Daemon, Daemon! Slow down, calm yourself." He paused for a long while. Whatever was going on was apparently something big but his eyes scanned the pride for a long moment before settling on Torrer. He knew his sister would want to be there but they had cubs here. "Torrer, Circa and Zalui have to come with us it seems. I want you to care for the pride while we are gone." He ordered. His eyes landed on DarkMoon who was staring at Daemon with curious yet frightens eyes. What was going on that the brother would actually call upon her specifically? Her father nudged her however and they moved to be with them. Orpheus began to think for a long moment and shifted as he made quick calculations based on the beginning names Daemon called. "Osic, Devyn, you come too. We cannot have the whole of the pride leaving us defenseless, Shinku I need you to stay. Neraine, you come. Naberius(sp? Sorry drift!), Vespera, Vitanali, Cross, Project. You lot as well. The rest remain here." It was a big enough party, he looked to Daemon and nodded. "Lead the way." Devyn gave Iris a loving muzzle before stepping forward to meet Neraine at her side along with Vespera and Vitanali. DarkMoon and DarkStar joined them. TheWG, drifter, Jason, |
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Post by drifter on May 29, 2015 10:43:17 GMT -5
Zalui Xemvoi | Osic Donovan | Project Caliver | Naberius Donovan - Crimson | Extra-On-Lookers
Zalui was perched near the throne, cleaning his fur after finishing a quick snack. He gave pause to look up, examining the situation silently. The beast stood and made his way toward the party, prepared to aid Daemon as asked.
Others had gathered at the worrying tone that one of their Kings held. Those that were called upon stepped forward without hesitation. But their faces held an unspoken question. The question most everyone was probably wondering.
What was going on?
Osic joined beside his mate, leaving the care of their children in the capable paws of Iris.
Project was there as well. He gave quick reassurance to Torrin, who stepped closer to his father. Then he moved up beside Cross.
Perhaps the only one to give a great deal of hesitation was Naberius. He did of course step forward and join the others but his posture was uneasy and nervous. Never before had he ever been called upon like this.
From within the crowd a voice spoke up. Soft and ringing.
"Should we prepare the healing den?" Asked Iarri as she moved closer, looking between Daemon and Orpheus.
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Post by OnyxOryx on May 29, 2015 11:29:53 GMT -5
(No need to really react to her or anything. You can if you want. Shes passing through the outskirts. Just a sort of, IC acknowledgement.) Najisi Kain The Eastern Veldtlands.. The biggest obstacle was over. She was past Meurtrier's territory. But she remained cautious. With cubs, she had to. Najisi wandered her way tiredly through the mountains. She had no idea of the Caliver Pride or of what was about to happen. She just knew she needed to get home.. Suddenly, something caught her attention in the distant sky. As if the sky itself had torn open. She couldn't make out what was truly going on. But something weird was happening. She wouldn't not yet know that her son and daughter were left below this odd thing. Massed together with several of her family's enemies. And one old threat had returned. Najisi had no idea she was just witness to the return of her most feared and hated enemy. Caine Caliver. |
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Post by Jason on May 29, 2015 13:04:20 GMT -5
Jonathan just shrugged at her admonishment. The volume of foul language and offensive phrases that came from Johnny's mouth was incredibly high. He looked back to his "big" brother as the suggestion for Jasper came. He'd never seen the beast, but he would like to see the reason why Caspian and Casper were so big. "I can probably help carry some bi— people." Caspian snickered and continued to look at his brother and father. And his little sister. He had a huge family...
Caspian nodded with enthusiasm when he was given the go ahead and stepped back by at least thirty feet. He cut his arm and watched the blood on the ground and drew symbols before calling for Jasper. Dark mist filled the area about the blood as Jasper began it manifest. However, there was suddenly a loud bang as said misty form shot about one hundred feet into the air, Jasper fully formed as he reached his peak, face and paws smoking. He had been in the midst of magic when he had been summoned and the spell had backfired the second he arrived. He barely hand enough time to realize what had happened before he began plumetting earthward. Given his size, he did not have enough time to completely right himself and just directed his fall so he did not crush anyone. He hit the ground with a heavy thud, leaving a large indentation where he had hit. He slowly stood and it appeared that part of his face has been seared off and his paws were raw. The skin began reforming quickly. "Good God, Caspian," he groaned, lifting his left wing and watching as it appeared broken. It would be mended in a few minutes, but still. He let it go limp again and gave his son a hard stare. "Warn me a few seconds before hand. I was testing a spell..." However. His gaze was soon drawn to everyone else... Mainly those immobile.
Caspian had his ears a bit flat and apologetic. He moved back over to Caspian while Jasper prowled about the bodies, broken wing dragging still. Tendons slowly began to pull it back into place. But at least his face was intact again. He stopped at Morgan, seeming to collapse as he stared at his daughter. Demonic eyes turned blue as the sky for that moment. While the emotion remained within for the moment, he still continued to pick up on things... Such as the lingering magical signatures... That they all smelled alike. He continued to inch forward until his huge nose was rested against Morgan's pale fur.
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Post by FJ on May 29, 2015 14:02:41 GMT -5
Noxol Delirious & Grenade Donovan
Grenade ventured forward, cautious without seeming too much so. Noxol had hung back for the moment, studying this peculiar situation. As the Donovan cut half their distance, he was fully within eyesight and earshot of the group, having a look at the sleeping, waking, and the watching creatures. Some faces he could recognize very well. They had been the common sights when he had last been here. This was certainly Meurtrier, then, who gathered here. It was here he fully recognized Cocaine among the bodies, sparking a truly confused yet happy feeling within him. One of the last things he remembered being aware of was the death of the old male. He had been in no shape to visit him, something that had definitely saddened him...
In any case, he set the storm of bewilderment aside, choosing action over gawking. With a smirk on his maw, he spoke. "I can also help carry. I've rested long enough, it seems." If only he knew how long it'd been.
Noxol did not recognize so many, for obvious reasons. His time in Meurtrier had only ever consisted of an undercover venture, long ago, where the faces would have either matured into adults, gone their own way, or been in the heirarchy. Cocaine was a face he recognized, certainly, by this standard. Besides this, Jasper too was an easy sight to remember. He had been acquainted with the male due to his closeness with Maya, long ago. The female still held his heart, and so her relatives had been left alone to live as they pleased. He quietly moved up, eyeing the male as though wishing to speak with him, but remained silent as the more immediate concern he could see was what had happened here. The scent of magic held thickly, and he would have been a fool to do any different than wait. "...I can also help, if having a stranger assist is permissable." His ragged voice had never changed.
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Post by kahara on May 29, 2015 23:30:48 GMT -5
Caesar, Casper, Dae, Memmo, Ivan, Odysseia, Abyssia, Vincent, Carnal, Morgan, Kadin, Kadyn, Nero II, Calvin, Dazeon, Cocaine
Daemon's words did little to comfort Carnal. They were distant echoes. Through the dark veil of confusion rose a single word - a name - that managed to pierce her. "Kazbek!" She spluttered in what sounded like disbelief, but Daemon had already gone to get help. Then another name came to mind and she began to turn and search frantically among the bodies, whispering these words; "He must be here, I must find him. He IS here, he has to be!" Her voice strained.
Dae was no less confused, though mildly comforted by his sister. He hesitantly returned the affection and then, much like Carnal, began to really look around. Taking in the faces he saw. Unlike Carnal, however, he didn't say anything. Though he need not say much if one looked at him. His face was drained, eyes wide with confusion and fear. He leaned into Brook with a shiver.
Another had begun to twitch. A tail twitch, an ear flick, a light cough. Like a rusty machine that had been out for so long it forgot how to operate - slowly coming back to life. Paws flexed and slowly, but surely, Caine's eyes opened. Squinting at the light. He lifted his head, but it felt heavier than what he was accustomed to. Still, Caine was and always would be a fighter. A warrior and commander at heart. A guttural growl rose from his chest and the Caliver founder began to slowly lift himself up, paw for paw until he stood above the rest - except his equal, Jasper, and children Caspian and Casper.
One more stirred, but did not rise. At the touch of her father's nose, Morgan curled in toward in. By simple reaction or perhaps she knew, deep down, and found comfort in his presence. |
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Post by katluver458 on May 30, 2015 2:12:08 GMT -5
Daemon Donovan, Stagnant Caliver-IdenAfter Orpheus finished calling for who else they would need, helping to better sort out his thoughts, Daemon drew in close to his brother, voice so low it was a quiet whisper no one else but he could possibly hear. "...They're back." He croaked hoarsely, and if it wasn't for his black fur, you'd think he was pale as a sheet, like he'd seen a ghost. And he had, if that one in particular counted! But Iarri's question did not go unnoticed, even in his distracted state of mind, raising his voice to normal tone again. "Possibly, yes please Iarri. I believe your skills might be of some help when we return." But he really had no idea.
Leading the rather large group back up to Caliver's Peak, the trekked seemed even longer since he was walking with the lot of them, unable to dart on ahead to see if anyone else had woken. And it wasn't exactly a reassuring sight either when even more were around than when he left. Well, Jasper was no surprise, but the other two males? Who were they? Carnal didn't look much better than when he left her. In fact, she looked worse, a wild look in her gaze. He could only hope her already sensitive psyche wasn't only further shattered since she was taken from the world, and then returned again. "Caitlyn, how are things? And who are...?" He asked immediately, wanting a status update. And then, he noticed the massive beast was once again conscious. Of the living world once more.
"Cocaine." He greeted deeply, bowing his head, before letting his attention turn elsewhere. There'd be time for his 'welcome back's' and reunions with his and Orpheus' predecessor later, after they reunited with their own families. Maybe there was something they could do instead of sitting around like useless lumps.
So letting himself step over and crawl through the still-thick of bodies, he nosed at Vincent's cheek, chuffing and huffing gently at his ears, waiting for a reaction, a sharp breath to show his nephew was waking as well. Nothing yet. How long was it going to take? Was it just a hopeless effort on his part and he was looking like an idiot? Deciding to leave him be for a moment, he moved right along to Abyssia next, giving her the same treatment, murmuring quiet, encouraging words in her ears, though he was unsure if they could even hear him willing them back to the waking world.
And then, the King stopped at Odysseia, looking her over slowly, carefully, making sure she (like the rest of them) hadn't been harmed on their apparent travel back. Finally letting himself crouch at her side, he pressed his face into the fur of her shoulder, a gentle, rousing nudge. "Come back to us, my Lady." He told her softly, in that moment feeling so small and helpless to help any of them. Moving to lick her forehead to smooth her mane out of her face, he sat up again, waiting, eyes traveling over them all for any more signs, tail twitching anxiously in anticipation.
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Post by LAD on May 30, 2015 8:03:29 GMT -5
Caitlyn gaze shot to where two others arrived and her whole body tensed. One she recognized after a bit of watching and couldn't help but wonder if this was the day of the rising of the dead. It seemed as such as she stared upon Grenade. The other had her wary. "It's... Good to see you Grenade." She hardly associated with him when they were pride mates - different agendas and all but perhaps that'd change. Now however... "You on the other hand, we don't know. I'd rather you kept your distance." It didn't matter that he seemed to know Grenade. These were her precious family members here. At least she wasn't rude about it but it was certain the shock of what was occurring before her was taming whatever aggression she would have shown had this had been a normal thing
And then a large bang had her whipping in the opposite direction. Jasper was suspended in the air for all of Tao seconds before he came downwards and she winced when he impacted with the mountain. Another day she'd have found the interaction humorous perhaps. Now, it was stores in the back of her mind and she opened her maw. "Thank you Caspian. Jasper, are you alright?" Whether or not he'd hear her as he realized what was before them was a different story - because it seemed almost instantly that he was at his daughters side.
And her own attention was caught as another began to awaken, her breath hitched and Caitlyn shivered. Shifting and lifting himself to his paws was her father. She shuddered at the sight and her eyes became glossy as tears filled them. She didn't even realize that Daemon had returned as she stared upon his frame until he spoke, but she didn't look at him or the others, later she'd wonder how they were able to take it so well. But not right now. Right now? Her father was alive. And one word fell from her maw as she took a tentative step forward. "Daddy?"
They'd pushed themselves hard to make the trip to the Caliber mountains. It would later drain on their muscles and leave them sore for how short a time they seemingly made it in. And seeing one Cocaine Calievr standing before them threw them all off guard. They stared for a long while before turning to see Daemon bow. So this is what had him so frantic. Clearly the run home and back gave him time to process but them? It took them several seconds to move their gaze from Cocaine himself to the others. In which Devyn realized his sister was among them. He stumbled forward in shock then paused, Kazbek deserved this moment.
Vitanali did too, but her gaze had barely touched her mothers frame before it darted else where. Fear perhaps. DarkMoon's eyes sifted among the felines before her with her father at her side before she realized why Daemon called her. Her boys. Her twins. Not another moment later she was rushing forward, a choked sob escaping her maw. Vespera stuck by Vitanalis side for a moment, fearful to know whom came back, and whom didn't. Neraine was unfazed. Wonder at why she was called pricked at her mind and for a brief moment, as she stared at Cocaines frame...
She wondered if she could send him back from where ever he came from. Her gaze shifted immediately, not wishing anyone to see the look in her eyes and she stood to move to Caitlyns side, nodding at her only true blood sister, Stagnant. At least she didn't know the truth of their father. She wouldn't have to make a choice between one or the other - but as if her sister would choose Nerante. Not many had.
Sucky post but it was rushed sorry!
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