Klymene [White Magic] (Closed)

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((Goodness, it's been awhile, hope I'm not to late!))
.:Klymene:.

Pain. That's all Klymene felt. Dizziness, thirst, she couldn't bear to live. Every time she lapped gently at water, pain. Never went away. The thirst, the dizziness, the chance of becoming blind. 'Why is it me who chooses the wrong one? White Magic doesn't usually heal Evil wolves.' Klymene's sluggish thoughts lead to those two sentences. Another puddle came, and Klymene regarded it with a glare. After while, she gave up and lapped. Pain, the water disappering on her tounge, replaced with pain. She closed her eyes, planted her feet. Klymene imagined she and her sister, Pheme, playing in a puddle, and instantly felt guilty. Pheme was an accident, which led to more deaths in her claws. Klymene suddenly started to run. For a second, no pain. Then... a mouth of a glittering cave came into view.

For a moment, Klymene wanted to scream 'Hello?', but she didn't. She didn't mean to kill Pheme. She didn't mean to chose wrongly and come to White Magic. She weakly laughed. "Life is a g-game of ch-chance, isn't it? Please come White Magic, heal me. Or at least hear me out." Klymene fell flat on the floor, dizzy out of her mind. She reached for a sip of water, then hesitated. 'What if I die?'

[Meds]

((Sorry for the wait. I didn't want me to be the one to heal her, since I was the one that injured her. But here we are.))

White Magic;

A stench came to White Magic's nose from inside her cave. Her cave was not dark like her daughter's so often kept their own—her's was open, bright, warm. As a healer's residence should be. But a good or neutral wolf wasn't approaching in that moment. An evil one was. White Magic's brow knitted together. These instances weighed on her heart. As a strictly good wolf, helping evils was against her moral code. But as a healer, letting anybody suffer or refusing to help was against her moral code as well.

Such was the life of an old, largely forgotten healer—called upon only when needed by those in great need. White Magic didn't have the opportunity to turn wolves away as easily as her daughter's did. With White Magic, there was always a terrible price if she refused service. And so it was again, today.
But perhaps she would bend and heal the female. It had been Geist's doing, no doubt.

"I will hear you," She murmured, her voice soft and motherly. Though she hadn't been there before, the white wolf would suddenly materialize in front of her cave—eyes focused on the suffering female.

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.:Klymene:.


"I will hear you,"

White Magic materialized at the entrance of the warm and welcoming cave. Klymene tried to stare at the goddess in awe, but instead she went cross-eyed out of dizziness. The pain got her, the dehydration, the aching dizziness. She couldn't exactly pinpoint where the great goddess stood. Then she spoke in a motherly manor. Klymene perked her ears and sat down sluggishly. She didn't think White Magic would help, but alas. She will listen, but might not heal. But isn't listening a way of healing? Klymene,, of all wolves, didn't know. Maybe the agony was getting to her, but she did believe her earlier thought. Finally, Klymene got the strength to reply, speaking her thoughts, though she didn't doubt that White Magic already knew.


"I don't know what to say. How to voice the pain I'm in." She rasped in anguish. Her eyelids drooped as she starred around the cave. It had a pleasant aura. Warm, welcoming. Somethings Klymene is not. She carefully smiled. Scratch that, she cautiously smirked at white Magic. The smirk wasn't joyous though, it was pain. She went ahead and said what she was thinking, even though White Magic hasn't done much of anything but appear.


"Thank you..."

[Meds]

White Magic;

She couldn't explain the pain the she was in or put it into words—but White Magic could feel it. From the moment the white goddess was inside the female's mind, she shared in that pain. Geist's poisons were things of beauty, that was for sure. Terrible beauty—evil beauty. But beauty none the less.
She allowed a feeling of being understood to waft over Klymene's brain, so at least the female would know they were on the same page.

But should White Magic help her? Without help the female would surely go blind as Geist had promised—and soon, if Geist's past record was anything to go on. But White Magic's anxiety at the female's alliance could not be ignored, either. What a pickle she was in. Typically if evil wolves came to her with broken limbs or something of their own doing, she could send them away with little or no guilt. But when one of her own blood was what caused the pain? The sickness? The decay?
Could she truly deny them, then?

"You do not have long," White Magic purred. Time was slipping by quickly. "But I cannot heal someone of your caliber without jeopardizing my own." No, that wouldn't do. Ahh, but all things considered...

White Magic moved forward. She closed her eyes, her brow knitting, and focused solely on her daughter's poison ripping its way through Klymene's veins. She pinpointed it, and looked to the future to see just what would happen. After a moment, she reopened her eyes.
"If I do not help you, both eyes will be lost." She sighed, her voice becoming a whisper in the close quarters. "But I will save one of them for you."

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.:Klymene:.

The feeling of understanding washed over her like a tide on a warm day. Yet today wasn't warm, but scarring for Klymene. All she did to acknowledge the feeling was slightly nod. She liked the feeling of knowing better than empty stupidity. But standing in front of the great goddess White Magic made Kly feel even more stupid. "You do not have long," White Magic seemed to purr to Klymene, who looked up, worried. She also said that she can't help someone of her caliber without hurting her own. Her caliber... didn't matter to Klymene anymore. All she wanted was to see the underrated beauty of this world.


The goddess moved towards her, to which Klymene flinched a little. She was on guard for some reason. Maybe the poison getting to her, but Klymene's trust is permanently ruined. White Magic's brows knitted as she closed her eyes, and Klymene looked at her curiously. After what seemed like an eternity, she finally opened her eyes and looked at Klymene. She looked back at her, locking eyes. "If I do not help you, both eyes will be lost." She voice was a whisper this close apart. "But I will save one of them for you." That came as a surprise to Kly. Geist said that White Magic didn't help evil wolves that often. Was she just lucky? The dizziness must be messing with her even more. Klymene starred at White Magic for a moment. Only one of her eyes will be saved by the goddess, not both.



After that, Kly finally let out a needed sigh, a sigh of relief. She will see the beauty of this world, but not fully. At this moment, she didn't really care anymore. "One eye is enough to see the elegance of this world." She rasped and curled her blue tail over her back, eye drooping even more.

[Meds]

White Magic;

Klymene was accepting of her fate—as she should be. White Magic nodded slowly. Wolves of more pure hearts were welcome to her healing powers... but evil wolves? Well, White Magic would have to see something within them to bend her own rules.
But Klymene gave an answer that was hauntingly beautiful. It made White Magic more confident in her decision to somewhat-help. The goddess bent her head and whispered something under her breath. Before Klymene, a black-flower and a white-flower would begin hovering. All it took was a bite to save her eye.
”The blindness will be painted in the colour of whichever flower you choose.” Should she pick white, the eye would look quite typical, and obviously blind. The colour in her scleras would bleed out. The same would happen if she chose the black flower, but in that case it would turn entirely black. Should she choose the black flower, it would not be abundantly obvious that she was half-blind, which would perhaps take away any advantages strangers would have over her.

”Today you were lucky, Klymene. I will not be so gracious again.”

-Exit White Magic-

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((This is finally over with, thank goodness! After this, here comes Oasis and Acribus.))
.:Klymene:.


Luck. Kly was a lucky duck. White Magic chose to help, to get rid of the poison in her veins. Or, somewhat-help her. The goddess whispered something Klymene couldn't hear. Suddenly, two flowers warped into existence. She faced the two flowers. One white, one black. She didn't like games like this, reminding her of her chance of Current. She was relieved when White Magic explained her eye took the color of which flower she eats. So... both healed the blue wolf. She considered both flowers with, as of right now, two icy blue eyes.


The white flower would make her entire eye a white color, and likewise with black. It would be very obvious if she walked around with one icy blue eye and one white that she was half blind. It would be her weakness. A visible weakness. Should she chose black, she wouldn't be as obvious as white, but still visibly blind. Kly stood there for a moment, looking on as the flowers float in her reach. Finally, she reached for the black flower and ravenously chomped it up. She stood there as Kly felt her sight slip away on her full icy blue eye.


”Today you were lucky, Klymene. I will not be so gracious again.” White Magic said before disappearing into her warm cave. Klymene nodded and started towards the exit of the cave. "I understand. Thank you, White Magic." Klymene put her heart into the couple of words until eventually leaving.


(Exit Klymene)