Mother Dear (open)

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Amora was not used to this...hobbling. Her black lip curled up in disgust and bitterness. The young shewolf was an amputee, her front leg mangled beyond recognition by her anger drunken brother Ruko. Losing blood fast, Amora had chewed off her own leg. Now she was back home to face her mother, and to tell them all: Ruko was too far gone. He was a-a-a monster! At least now she knew what his goal was, to kill their father. Amora couldn't really blame him. But killing him? Amora sighed and lowered herself to the ground, raising her face to the clouded sky beyond the canopy. She opened her mouth to howl but couldn't find her voice. Amora closed her eyes, a trickle of tears welling up in her eyes. Her brother....gone....opening her eyes she howled, soft but strong, mother would hear her. She would tell her. Ruko was dead.

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Blaise:

"Amora? Amora! I'm coming!" Blaise couldn't help but shout as she sped through the forest towards Amora. The shape of the young black wolf came into view as Blaise entered the clearing. Her speed increased before the Alphess skidded to a stop. The mother frantically licked her grown pup. She couldn't believe how long ago Amora had disappeared. At least she was back and alive and unharm... Blaise stopped as she saw Amora's leg. Tears filled her eyes. "What happened? What did this to you?"

The charcoal she-wolf curled around the younger wolf, comfortingly. Her scattered thoughts tried to make sense of Amora's state. 'How could she just loose a leg? It's not something easily lost! I should've been there to stop this. I could've done something! What if Ruko's facing danger like what did this to Amora? I need to save my pups! But I'm probably too late. I wasn't there to help Amora. I'm here now and I don't plan on leaving. Wait, but if I don't leave I've abandoned Ruko. But Amora needs me right now.'

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Amora lowered her head slightly, to wait for her mother. Luckily, the territory wasn't that large and she was quick. Blaise apparently didnt bother to be quiet. She was fast and loud; broad paws crashing through the forest, her black pelt crisscross end in sunset swirls. How much Amora had missed her mother, she had not known until now. Her calm composure melted away, as saltwater tears sprang to her eyes. She was still very young, not yet safe to go out on her own, yet she had. And now look what had happened. A son shook her, her rib age shuddering as large tears began to soak her cheeks. "Mom." After a long cry into her mothers soft, comforting fur she looked up. This time her eyes were not soft with tears. This time her deep purple eyes were fathomless and hard, they had seen many things while she was gone.

"I left to get a power mother. Needless to say, I received that power, botany. I got a bit lost on my way home and ran into Ruko. Being pups, we decided to test eachother a powers." Amora paused to take a quake breath, she was getting to the traumatizing stuff. "Over the course of the brawl he revealed many things to me. He has become very angry, that anger us his fuel for life. He is as uncontrollable as his winds. And his ultimate goal is to kill our father. While I despise father for what he did to us, I do not wish him dead." Amira looked up into her mothers matching eyes, "During our fight his rage overtook him. He tried to kill me as well. My leg was horribly maimed in the process. I escaped into the forest where...I...I chewed off my own leg....I had to."

Amora gulped and regained her weakening composure. "Don't go looking for him, mother. Our Ruko us dead. This Ruko is not your son." Amora spoke with utter sincerity, she believed this to be entirely true.

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Blaise:

Blaise gently licked Amora's fur as she sobbed. When the young wolf's weeping subsided and the tale was told, Blaise shook her head slowly, shocked. "Amora... I... I'm so sorry. I should've been there for you, but Ruko he wouldn't..." Blaise faltered as she recalled images of Ruko from times past. The grinning little pup who played happily with his sister couldn't just be gone. How could the sweet youngling that believed he was an amazing actor become a monster?

"He can't be gone..." Blaise whispered. She tried to imagine his face contorted with enough anger to kill his own sister but failed.
(Sorry, it's short DX)

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Amora sniffed a bit and withdrew from her mother, her purple gaze adverted. "Believe what you will, but I have evidence." the black shewolf stood, not without struggle. Amora was not used to this three legged business. She wondered how the pack was doing. Was Ramone still playful? Was Tear still smiling? Did Hawthorn still act stiff? Was Electro any better with his power? Was Foxtrot still brooding? Did Rainbow still dance? Amora would stay and find out. She would stay until she knew that she could handle the wild again. She would stay with her mother while her heart mended. Then she would find and protect her father.

Amora glanced at her mother, remembering thier petty fights and arguments. It seemed as if her mother refused to face the truth in almost every situation. The young wolf shook her head. How could her mother be an Alphess when she couldn't accept reality?

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Foxtrot

[/i] He stared blankly at the ground, feeling his heart break from the force of the news. Blaise told me to protect her pups and I failed her. She gave me a new pack and something to live for and I spat in her face. Foxtrot stopped his train of thought to bring his eyes up. They caught Blaise and Foxtrot had to force himself to look at her as he walked forward.

He padded through the trees and into the clearing where the two females stood. As he stepped up to Blaise and Amora, he fell to the ground, bowing deeply. His body thumped and the intensity of his movement gave him an appearance of almost groveling. Either way worked for him really. It would add to the sincerity of his words. "I have failed you! Oh, Blaise, I have failed in my mission to save your son from the darkness. I saw it within him, yet I was powerless!

His eyes would not rise to meet her's anymore. He did not deserve it. After he thought about what horrified expression Blaise must be wearing, he caught a glimpse of Amora's legs beside him. He only saw three and began to cry out to her as well. "Amora! I failed you too! If I had only been smarter, or stronger, or faster, or someone else, I could have saved Ruko from the darkness and prevented your suffering!"

Foxtrot crushed his eyes shut in agony. Oh! How they must hate him for him failure! How could they even bear standing before him?[/ul]

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Blaise:

As the shock faded, guilt flooded Blasie, overpowering, heart-crushing, painful guilt. ’I could’ve helped him. There must’ve been something that I could’ve done to save him from this path.’ Thoughts rushed through her of occurrences where Blaise had failed Ruko. When he wanted to know the truth, Blaise could’ve softened the blow better than she’d done. When he was struggling with fear, Blaise could’ve comforted him more and helped him come to terms with the fear that hounded him. When he ran away, Blaise could’ve chased after him and stopped him before he’d gained the power that allowed him to maim Amora’s leg. She could’ve been there on his first hunt instead of Foxtrot.

With the thought of the male who’d gone missing, pawsteps sounded at the edge of the clearing. Blaise looked up to meet the newcomer’s amber gaze. The familiarity of those brownish amber eyes stunned Blaise as she realized who the wolf was. The alphess opened her mouth to speak, but no words escaped as Foxtrot bowed. He voiced words that gave Blaise both relief and hope, and anger and confusion. The relief came from hearing his voice again and hoping that she would no longer be leading the pack alone. The meaning of the words brought the emotions of anger and confusion.

Blaise wanted someone to blame for what happened to her beloved pups. She was blaming herself because she was the one that seemed most to deserve the guilt of it all. However, here was Foxtrot, placing the blame on himself and wishing for Blaise’s acceptance though he believed he didn’t deserve it. Blaise was torn. The charcoal colored she-wolf stood frozen as she battled her confusion and tried to make sense of what had happened.

’It’s my fault… no, it’s not just my fault. Foxtrot was nearby. He could’ve be close enough to stop Ruko. I had no idea where my pups were, but I should’ve looked for them. No, the pack needed my guidance. I was doing as much as I could, but maybe I could’ve done more. I had to send a search party out for Foxtrot when I could’ve only sent them searching for Amora and Ruko. If he wasn’t missing, then I could’ve searched better. No, he was searching as I would’ve done. He was trying to help!’ Blaise wrestled with herself as she kept trying to blame Foxtrot or herself. Finally she spoke, ”The blame is shared. I am as much guilty for Ruko’s path as you are. We remain equals.” The words were said with barely restrained anger. Blaise’s anger at Foxtrot was mirrored by the anger she felt towards her own actions.

Blaise didn’t want to look at the brown male, but she kept her purple gaze on him as she continued speaking, ”We might as well return to the rest of the pack. They have all been searching for you.” The charcoal female turned away.

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Amora looked at her paws, tears gone, leaving her abyssal purple eyes as hard as the stone mountains surrounding the valley. Foxtrot was here. Her black ears pinned up and rotated, like a satellite while the rest of her was still. She listened to his pleading words, cringing at his weeping tone. How were these two crybabies supposed to lead a pack?! Amora sighed inwardly, telling herself to not be so harsh on them. After all, she would've been the same way if not for her expierence in the ruins of Abeytu.

The small shewolf looked up. "I forgive you both. It was my fault for running away and provoking him." She stood, but not without difficulty. Her brows lowered and her tail raised. "But you cannot show these faces if tears to the pack! You must be strong, for them! Without you two as their anchors, Secluded sunrise will fall." Amora narrowed her eyes, the deep violet glinting with purpose.

The sun was high in the sky, beating its ungodly wings through the still forest air. It pounded on their back like the lashes of a whip, melting through her fur. "Stay strong. I have." Amora twitched what was left of her foreleg at her mother and the wolf she secretly considered her 'father.' The young shewolf wondered if her mother knew the way he looked at her. Surely it was with love.

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Foxtrot

[/i] When had she become so strong-willed? Foxtrot looked at her. The glint of child innocence had left her eyes. She had grown up. Her body may still be reaching adulthood, but her mind was already there. He smiled to himself. She had become a fine shewolf.

His new purpose reverberated through his body and he puffed out his chest. He needed to redeem himself and the only way to do that was to be a strong leader for his pack. They were at a weak stage and they needed wolves who could determinedly lead them into greatness. Foxtrot and Blaise needed to be the light that lead them.

He walked forward so that he stood next to Blaise, gathering his courage. "Yes. It is time that we lead this pack as its alphas." Foxtrot stepped forward into the unknown territory of leadership.

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Blaise:

Blaise focused on Amora as the young she-wolf spoke. Amora had changed more than Blaise would like to admit. Her gaze was harder. She didn’t have that puppish carefree air about her anymore. Her tone was confident and determined, but behind that Blaise could sense something missing.

The words that Amora spoke were wise counsel. Blaise let loose a sigh as she composed herself. She raised a white paw and wiped away the tears in her wet eyes. The alphess straightened. The weakness that Ruko’s betrayal had brought on no longer show on her surface. Yet Blaise still battled with it inside. She couldn’t get rid of the bone-crushing guilt that haunted her though some had left as Foxtrot had taken some of the blame.

Foxtrot’s words reached Blaise. He was ready to face the rest of the pack as its alpha. Blaise found with some surprise that she was ready, too. They would lead as equals though Blaise still couldn’t look at her fellow alpha. Her deep purple eyes stared straight ahead as she left the clearing behind.
-Exit Blaise-