BrEaKiNg SiLeNcE || Jump in Fox RP ||

In an instant, Cheshire was at the cave, wrapping cobwebs around his paw and limping towards the marigold. He carefully plucked the plant from its roots and charged towards Spark, dropping it off and kept running down the slope to Silverwind. "It'll be okay," he barked anxiously, biting the cobwebs off his paw and applying them to her bleeding wounds. Just stay calm....stay calm...

"Uh, my head..." Silver woke up in the cave. No one was in there, but there was a fresh rabbit by her.

Cheshire quietly entered the cave, a small vole in his mouth. "You okay? That was some fall you took," he whispered to Silverwind, dropping the morsel in front of her and licking her between the ears.

She nodded tearing into the rabbit. "Where are spark and loki?"

"I don't really know. They were here a few hours ago...I think they said they were going somewhere, but I can't remember," Cheshire said, racking his brain to remember what they had said. "They'll be back soon, though." He lay down beside her, his dark fur pressing against her silvery pelt, staring up at the few stars on the sky. Quietly nipping at the vole, Cheshire offered what remained of the small rodent to Silverwind, the moonlight making his amber eyes shine.

Loki entered the cave and padded over to Silverwind. "Hi, Silver." he yipped. "How are you feeling?"

"Fine thank you. Where's spark?" She asked.

Spark was sitting at her brothers grave, talking to him. "Your son, my nephew. I don't know what is wrong with him, but I will find out and stop it."

Cheshire shifted uneasily when Loki entered, and slightly flattening his ears when Silverwind asked where Spark was. "I don't know, but I hope she's safe," he barked solemnly, pulling the small bit of vole back to him and swiftly wolfing it down. Quickly, he stood, walking out of the den towards where Spark sat....his father's grave. "Silver wanted to know where you were."

"Ok, tell her I'll talk to her in a bit. But first, I have a question for you." She stood up.

Loki stayed with Silver, but pricked his ears in the direction of Spark and Cheshire.

"Did you take your father's amulet? It was black, and had a swirl, that seemed to be moving, the color of the stars in it? I think, if you did take it, that's what's wrong with you." Spark said, and waited for a reply.

"I...I think I did when I was a bit younger," Cheshire whispered, trying his best to recall it. "Yes, now I remember! I was playing with Silver while he was still here, and showed it to me. That night before I went to sleep, I tried to wear it, because I wanted to be just like him. Now that I know it's cursed or something, I never should've put it on." Cheshire sat down next to Spark, staring up at the night sky, watching as it slowly got brighter until the darkness faded into colors.

Spark sighed. "So, the demon came to you, after your father. He made him sick, after he finished with him. There is only one way to cure you." She said, looking into the sky.

Cheshire quickly looked over at Spark, a distrusting look in his eyes. "And what's that...?" he yipped nervously, his fur starting to bristle. Adverting his eyes to something else, a pebble nearby, he awaited the answer, hoping it wouldn't be too dangerous or gruesome.

""We have to find where my family went. Our leader can cure you. Every fox cub gets an amulet you puck it. If another fox tries to take it, a demon will possess them. " spark stretched.

Cheshire suddenly exhaled deeply, grateful it wasn't sacrifice or something terrible like it. "Well, that's a relief. Where are they? I bet we could find them by sundown if we start right now," he yipped, a lighthearted tone in his voice. Getting to his paws and stretching, he prepared for the probably long trek ahead of them.

Spark shook her head. "They left before you were even thought of. They left when your father, mother, and I were just pups."

"Then...that means that their...?" Cheshire whispered mainly to himself, a depressed feeling taking hold again. His tail fell between his legs, hoping that they weren't dead...

Spark shook her head. "Their not dead. They just moved. They do, apparently every 80 moons they move to a new place, to let prey re populate. They go to a mountain forest, thing is. I don't know where it is."

He set out a small sigh, then nodding slowly. "I guess we'll just have to search around for them," Cheshire growled, looking around the wooded area for any sign of the moving foxes. Seeing a what looked like small indents in the forest floor, he followed the track with his eyes, trying to see where it led.