Blood in the River (Open)

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Melo:

Melo’s eyes opened weakly. Melo coughed and spewed out water from her mouth which after word it made her wretched and spill out more water out of her mouth. When she stopped this process, and Melo’s thoughts cleared then she was flooded with so many thoughts that she could barely think in peace. “Where am I? How did I get here? How will I survive? What happened to me!?” she thought, panicked. Melo began hyperventilating the edges of her eyesight darkened, and she began to get tunnel vision. Pain screeched throughout her body. Making her dizzy. Her mind blurred and she could hardly think. “Stop! Just Stop!” She forcefully thought. Her breathing slowed, and the darkness on the edges of her vision crept away. Melo’s heart ached and she wanted to weep over the things that she had lost. She longed to be home with her family, but she was stuck here bleeding beside a river.

[Rykett]

Whisper:

Whisper splashed through the river. Nervousness boiled in his belly. He’d nearly drowned once and the fear of the possibility of repeating that experienced defied his logic. He held the power of Current. He could literally breath underwater. There was no reason to fear the water, still the nervousness remained. Whisper stepped out of the sluggish part of the river onto the other side. He shook out his white spotted pelt. He glanced around as he started towards the forest, making sure he was headed in the right direction. Whisper froze as he saw a mound of turquoise fur. ’Is that a wolf?’ ”Oh, Power.” He spoke softly to himself, fearing the worst. Whisper padded to get a better view of the thing that had caught his eye.

It was indeed a wolf, a very soaked one. It looked dead and drowned. Whisper took another step towards what he perceived to be a corpse. Should he bury the stranger wolf or at least give his respects in some way? Suddenly the wolf coughed. It was alive. Whisper rushed forward almost without thinking. ”Oh, Power!” This exclamation was louder as he examined the half-drowned wolf. The water had masked her scent partly, but now that Whisper was closer and more alert he could identify her as female. The she-wolf was injured as evident by the blood mixing with the puddle of water pooled beneath the wolf’s form. Whisper didn't have much experience healing, but he figured he should check whether she was conscious and bad her wounds were.

”Hello, can you hear me?” Her eyes were open. Did that mean she was awake? He bent to meet her glazed gaze with his orange eyes. Her eyelids were drooping as if she were fading back into unconsciousness. ”Hey, stay with me. I'm gonna get you out of this. I can't just let a wolf die in front of me without trying to help!” Whisper tightened his jaw, worried about this stranger’s welfare. Whisper had been a wolf of Good alliance once, but he had a side of darkness that he couldn't ignore, so his fickle mind had reclaimed Neutrality. Still, the habits of Good wolf died hard, especially when he'd rather embrace that side of him. He couldn't walk away without attempting to give some kind of aid.

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Melo:

Melo squinted as a sudden bright light made her recoil. Once her eyes adjusted to the light around her, she found herself in white space that went on forever. Even stranger, there were two screens: One that was playing her memories over and over. The other showed her limp body laying on the riverbed. She felt a stabbing pain of melancholy and homesickness. Then, she realized that she was slowly moving away from the monitors like a conveyor belt moving slightly faster every second. She sensed that she had to make a decision to either let herself drift away from all her mistakes, worries, and burdens, or she could step forward in the world with a new found hopes, dreams, and goals. She made her choice. She moved forward and almost fell when an extreme pain past through her like a bolt of lightning. A knowledge came to her that her wounds were still there and she had to power through the pain and reach her goal: the screens. A bound accompanied by a stumble she slowly moved toward the screens. After much effort and trial and error, she was finally just a yard away from her objective. She leaped a weak leap into the display that showed her body. Her eyes shot open with a flutter at the end and she was met by the sight of deep colorful orange eyes. All she could manage to say was a whisper of “Who are you?”

[Rykett]

Whisper:

‘Oh Power! Oh Power! Oh Power! Oh Power!’ What should he do? She wasn’t answering him, but she was breathing and her eyes had closed. He had to help her, but how? Whisper had no experience with herbs or anything! This part of the creek was way too far from the White Wolves’ mountain to seek White Magic’s aid. It was up North near the barrens. Basically one of the farthest places from White Magic. There were packs nearby, though. In fact, Whisper had been heading towards one to finally visit and make amends with his sister, Tear. As he’d heard, she, like himself, had assumed neutrality again, joining the neutral pack of the valley, Secluded Sunrise. No she’d helped form it!

Maybe Secluded Sunrise had healers or something. Could he make it there with this she-wolf? How would he transport her? Could his power levitate her? He tried, but his wind bursts only ruffled her fur, not near strong enough to do any lifting. On his back maybe? Yeah, that’d probably work… Would Secluded Sunrise even be willing to help? They were only neutral, after all. The Good pack, Eternal Snowfall, would probably take her in in a heartbeat, but they were even farther away than White Magic. Secluded Sunrise was his best option. Well, Midnight Silence was even closer, but Whisper knew of their reputation. Evils would just kill her and probably him, too. Heart set on his decision, Whisper bent down to lift the unconscious she-wolf onto his back.

Her bright teal eyes flicked open. Whisper started, jumping back slightly with surprise. They pierced straight into his, alert and alive. ”Who are you?” she managed, quietly. ”My name’s Whisper,” he introduced himself before rushing onto the more important matter of getting the she-wolf to safety. ”Listen, there’s a pack nearby that might be able to help you. Can you walk?” Whisper figured she probably couldn’t walk, but in his panic to help, the question slipped out. ”I can carry you. I just need you to get on my back. Don’t worry, I can help you.” Whisper bent again, ready to help push the she-wolf on as soon as she started moving.