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Post by moonfeather on May 25, 2012 19:34:49 GMT -5
Silver awoke hearing Nitros voice. "Quiet, Nitro!" Silver whispered. "If theyre oming then we need to use stealth". Silver always wanted stealth. It was her style. "Ill wake Jazz, you get Spirit" she ordered. Silver was not one to panic. "Hurry!" she whispered.
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Post by Oakwood on May 26, 2012 18:28:47 GMT -5
spirit seemed to be in a deep slumber to nitro, once more he jabbed his paw into spirits side. nitro explained the situation to spirit; "spirit were moving, the lethals are going to find us if we don't act soon"
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Post by moonfeather on May 27, 2012 13:25:01 GMT -5
"Jazz, get up", Silver told the sleeping wolf. She nudged him with her muzzle but he was unnresponsive,"Come on, Jazz.......Jazz?" Her eyes widened with fear for Jazz. He was still breathing but it was faint and fast. "Could it really be? No...it can't" she wispered, "Neon!" Jazz's fur was turning a bright yellow. "We need to hurry! Jazz is now a-a......lethal," she told her packmates.
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Post by Oakwood on May 27, 2012 19:19:30 GMT -5
nitro was furious, one of his packmates is now their enemy. a sense of defeat reached nitros mind, moons ago it was 10!, 10! wolves where in the pack and he was hoping to survive at 4 but now it was 3. nitro shook the thought out of his head, then he noticed something, this made the thought come back to his head over and over. jazz was a great friend, the pack spent lots of time together so jazz obviously knows their scent "silver..." nitros voice trailed off "unless you can find a remedy for jazz we might have to kill him" nitro felt horrible saying this "if he becomes a lethal he will easily be able to track us down, and bring all the other lethals with him".
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Post by moonfeather on May 28, 2012 14:38:15 GMT -5
"I'll try, but we need to get out of here before the neon gets to us," she replied. She then dragged Jazz back over to the river they saw before. She hopped in with Jazz. "If Spirit won't get up, then drag her!" she called through Jazz's fur. Reaching the shore on the other side of the huge river, she dropped Jazz and started looking for some yarrow. If she was quick enough she could make Jazz throw up most of the neon. He would have to do that in the river so the neon wouldn't afect her or the small pack that was left. Once she found some, she thought it was too late so she ran as hard as she could to where she had left Jazz. His fur was getting brighter. She shoved the yarrow down his throut.
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Post by Oakwood on Jun 19, 2012 16:07:30 GMT -5
spirit was still not responding, she wasn't turning into a lethal, her fur had not changed at all so he followed what silver said. he started dragging spirit to the lake. he looked up to see jazzes fur bright yellow, but then he was relived and disgusted at seeing jazz though up all the neon into the river "good job silver" he said quietly and eventually got spirit to the river.
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Post by moonfeather on Jun 25, 2012 9:44:03 GMT -5
"Thanks," Silver mumbled. She swam into the river and helped Nitro drag Spirit up to the bank. "We need to find shelter and get away from the lethals and neon, " she whispered. Just as she had finished speakng Jazz let out a cough and his fur was starting to change back to normal.
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Post by Limn on Jul 2, 2012 11:23:34 GMT -5
Sleep, rest, a state where one lacked consciousness of the things around them, and they dreamed; dreamed of what? Happy recollections, better times, all painful as they were delightful memories. Something was touching her, she had to get up and determine if it was friend or foe. But she couldn't, Spirit had been going on for days on end, she had finally let her eyes drift and her body shut down after so long. Her body no longer obeyed her. Nitro's voice, what was he saying? Lethals were coming? Once again Spirit struggled to gain command over her weary body, with no avail. Jazz, someone mentioned jazz, was something wrong with him? Spirit tried opening her eyes, they wouldn't open. Neon, lethals, might have to kill him, what... what was going on? No, that was a ridiculous question, life as usual was going on, and she had to move, but her form still didn't listen. The coarse, uneven ground, someone was dragging her. Lethals don't pull their pray, they tear and eat them alive. Liquid, consuming her fur, Spirit had already been damp from the previous rain and fog; so the cool water didn't bother her much. The cold of the water began to stir Spirits physical form, she tried to stand, her legs trembling as she stood. "I'm sorry, I--- I'll drag Jazz, rest your paw Silver." Spirit whispered, her voice soft and rough, but not uncomprehensible.
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Post by moonfeather on Jul 3, 2012 15:53:45 GMT -5
"Jazz doesnt need to be dragged anymore, he's getting up," Silver replied to Spirit. Jazz was slowly getting up. His eyes opened a crack," Wha-what's going on?"
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Post by Oakwood on Jul 22, 2012 21:08:45 GMT -5
"phew" nitro said quietly. jazz started to open his mouth to talk and the words that were about to come out of his mouth were to predictable. "what happened?" mumbled jazz. "you were compromised by the neon" nitro began, " you wouldn't remember any of it but your fur changed coulour, you were becoming a lethal" jazz's expression changed, as if he had just woken up from a bad dream, but this reaction was caused by shock. "well why am i not a lethal?" "luckily silver got you over here in time to give you "yarrow" and make you barf out the neon" finished nitro. jazz's head lowered and he closed his eye's to sleep. "give him a bit of time to adjust" said nitro as he turned to see spirit, stuggling to stand up. "take a rest if you wish"
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Post by moonfeather on Jul 22, 2012 23:35:59 GMT -5
"We don't have time for rest," Silver flicked her tail toward the other side of the river. The lethals were sniffing their trail. "We need something to hide our scent and trail," Silver looked around. The only thing she could find was fox dung. She walked over to it and looked around to her pack,"Fox dungs' the only thing we can use to hide our scent,"
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Post by Limn on Aug 4, 2012 22:24:42 GMT -5
Spirit had to think quickly, her mouth had to move even faster. "Fox dung only tells that there are foxes nearby they can devour. Even if it were old our wet fur would turn it somewhat fresh again, and muddy. We're already in a river, it may be shallow here but, it's definitely flowing somewhere, it just rained. ... Let's travel by the river so the lethals don't have a scent to travel. And if the river gets deeper and wider we can ride the current without to much exertion. It'll give Jazz some time to adjust."
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Post by Phoenix on Sept 1, 2012 19:44:12 GMT -5
Occ: can I be Jazz?
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Post by Limn on Sept 1, 2012 23:20:27 GMT -5
(( no one else really wants him so I guess so))
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Post by Oakwood on Sept 2, 2012 19:33:12 GMT -5
of coarse you can
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