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Nightshade coldly observed Littlekit and glanced at Sinpup. What would the young male do? Littlekits pleading was pathetic and, if the demon had a soul, he would have probably interfered. Nightshade thought with amusement to himself, it was a good thing he was a soulless demon Lord.
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width:500px; margin-top:-10px;][justify][font=arial][size=8]✦ whitepaw felt a wave of displeasure wash over him. normally, he would have been all for a torture. he liked to see the faces of pain that his fellow members were able to put onto the faces of others... it was quite an interesting sight. he had just grown up in the middle of all of this, so it wasn't his fault for taking a liking to something so.... brutal. he would never be able to do that to another person, or so he thought, because of how weak he was. he was weak physically... and kind of mentally, when it came to a torture session. he would have liked to enjoy this torture session.... traitors were the funnest to torture. a smirk was on his face as he came over, red eyes peering over with interest. his pupils turned to slits as his gaze landed on the familiar figure of little, and he instantly felt like he was going to trow up. why this feeling, all of a sudden? he hadn't really cared for the kitten... before she left, anyway. why did he suddenly feel protective now? what had she ever done for him? he didn't consider her family. he never had, from the first moment he saw her. was it because she was too distant in the family line? or was it because they hadn't bonded before he closed himself to other people? if she wasn't family.... why did he feel like this? he'd decided from day one.... that he didn't want to like her. but maybe..... that small conversation they had about rick sparked something inside of him? maybe... he wanted to be family with her? his legs started to tremble, but his face showed nothing of what he was feeling. his eyes stared deep into little's, but he didn't say anything. couldn't say anything. after all.... what would he say? " .... dont hurt her! " was the first thing that popped into his mind. n-no! i can't say that! his mind growled back to him. then, wouldn't he be a traitor, too? he couldn't do anything to protect her. he was too weak to fight off blindfold... and, he was his mentor. he pursed his lips, holding himself back from saying anything unnecessary, but his eyes started to show a little irritation and concern. he blinked, turning away from the girl. what was he doing? he shouldn't be here... he shouldn't be looking. the sharp comments he would usually make during a torture session were no longer in his mind; all he could think about was littlekit. for once, he hoped that her group would come and get her. he would stay out of this. he backed away, looking at the girl with sorrowful eyes as if to say " im sorry i can't hep you. ", before turning his head sharply to the side, trying to avoid everyone's gaze as he went away. if one were to catch his gaze as he turned away, they would look blank and emotionless, as they usually appeared to be.

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[Justify][Font=andale mono][size=10]Ululare laughed, "i'd never hurt a kit either. I mean hell, I just eat the ones that are already dead. But damn. Saying that this isn't "right" or this isn't "good" really isn't going to help your case here, kid. This is The Exiles. There's nothing right or good about it." It was pretty obvious to him that the child was going down the wrong lane if he hoped to get any assistance from anyone.

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Darkstalker nodded and added,"Exiles aren't known for being the good guys or girls."
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I just want to leave. I just want to go. I just want to be anywhere but here. Why does it hurt so much? Littlekit licked her dry lips and blinked, casting her golden gaze to the side and spearing Whitepaw, pinning her family member to her memory. He was here and he was watching her. She watched him back, golden eyes wide. Please, can you get me out of here. Her eyes seemed to say. And his eyes spoke back. He wouldn't do anything and he was sad about that but he still wouldn't do anything at all. Littlekits round optics slowly moved away from him and she stared up at the sky which was considerably cloudy, lost. She felt so lost. She felt so alone now, her friends were gone. All her family lived in the Exiles but the moment they remained here to watch was the moment they took that away. Ululares laugh barely registered in her mind, nor his words. She stared mutely upwards.

"Shut the hell up!" This, however, did.

A paw the size of her face smashed into her bottom jaw and the kitten could do nothing as she was sent flying through the air, landing on the ground and rolling a couple of meters, grunting. As she finally came to a stop, the girl began to sob but it hurt to sob. She closed her golden eyes and lifted one paw and felt her jaw and it was moved to one side and a tooth was now protruding from her bottom jaw and going over top her top lip and the girl couldn't speak. Littlekit felt a scream crawling up her throat, sharp nails digging into her flesh and it fled her broken mouth a warped sound. Blood rolled from the smashed up gum and teeth and the kitten couldn't stop her shaking. "St..o...hpp." She couldn't speak properly, her jaw wouldn't work. The Hawkclanner felt so broken, physically and mentally. It had been so sudden, the punch. So sudden that at first she felt numb but the pain hit her once she finished rolling.

"Show me why you're strong, Littlekit."

The kitten heard this whisper of a memory in her head and she kept her eyes closed but she felt like multiple strings were attached to her paws because she found herself standing up. Shaking but standing. Her eyes closed but standing. Tears still ran down her face and she opened her eyes, golden eyes on Blindfold. She didn't say anything even as the massive tiger lunged in the space of a second and pinned her to the earth. She felt a pressure being applied to her flank and the broken jawed girl writhed in protest despite the pain she felt all over but she snapped, her arms snapped and a loud cracking sound echoed. Her body screamed and so did she. Now she was truly broken for Blindfold had snatched the ability to walk and the ability to talk from her and as she stared at him, his name ran laps around her head, embedded in her brain.

I'm going to kill you.
Not now.
Not tomorrow.
But I'm going to kill you.

"Show me why you're strong, Littlekit."

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Nightshade stepped foreward, the winged dire wolf pulling a stone blade from its sheath. A liquid glistened on the stone and the demons eyes glittered as he said,"Hawk Wasp venom. Every nerve where the kits cut will seem to explode into liquid acid. A single prick and her mind will start shitting down from the pain. With my poisons though I can keep her awake for a long time. The little ones mind will shatter before we stop. Humans compare it to what they call a Bullet Ant sting." The demon held the handle out to Blindfold.
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[Justify][Font=andale mono][size=10]Ululare sat and laughed, "Blindfold, you're pathetic. When you can actually torture something, I'll be interested. But this? this proves nothing more than you can sucessfully smash a bug. Congratulations." He chuckled as he turned and padded away. There was nothing interested there.

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The Exiles had finally given the reason to hate them. To hate them so much that he wanted nothing to but to exterminate them. He had noticed that Littlekit had been taken, and he knew just who had done it based on the scent. He had met a couple Exilers that had actually didn't seem to turn out all that bad, so he thought that he would maybe give them a chance. There was a reason when he became leader that Ichigo saw that the Exiles were marked as enemies. Ichigo was now figuring out as to why that was. Ichigo was old enough to the point that he the Exilers weren't even a thing when he was around and alive. They were nonexistent. They hadn't even started to form when he was around. The biggest threat to clans at the time actually had been Bloodclan, but now that clan almost seemed to completely disappear. The thought of Littlekit injured made him want to slam someone's head into the ground and crush them under his massive paws. And yet, there was nothing he could really do against those that had a lot of ranged powers. He was powerless, but that didn't mean he was weak either. He had brute strength on his side that was for sure. He didn't care who he would go against, he would beat their ass into the ground, and ask all of their allies to join them if they were still too small in number, which they probably were compared to the massive clans. But what the clans had unlike the Exilers, was that they had friends and family that they wanted to fight for. Even though Littlekit felt like she was alone. She wasn't alone. As far as he was concerned, Littlekit was part of the Hawkclan family and would always be welcomed no matter which way she decided to go in her destiny. He cared about her. He wanted to keep her safe. She didn't deserve to live such a horrible place such as this one. The large armored wildcat snarled as he rushed forward, knocking over several NPC's in the process, not caring that he stepped on some of their heads almost knocking them out with the speed that he was going. "Littlekit!" The Hawkclan leader snarled as he rushed forward. Noticing that Cytus was attacking the creature that had done this to Littlekit, he would leave that to his deputy. After all, he was probably more well equipped to deal with him rather than Ichigo dealing with the other when he had no powers. Besides, a tiger was a lot larger than he was, and Cytus was a lot larger and heavier than a tiger could ever be. He rushed forward to the kits side, and noticed her mangled body. At this point, Ichigo was beginning to think that he didn't care what Cytus did to Blindfold. Even if that meant killing him. A look of despair spread across his jaws as he looked at her. He was going to have to carry. There was no way he was going to be able to make a quiet mistake. "Hey kid. We're here for you okay? We'll always be here for you. Now it's time to get you home and get you patched up okay?" Ichigo's voice almost sounded soothing as he looked at her jaw. He was going to make the Exiles regret ever doing something like this. Leaning forward, the armored wildcat aimed to grab hold of the kittens scruff carefully, avoiding any of her current injuries. And if no one tried to stop him, he would make his way back to camp. His main priority was getting her safe while Cytus distracted the rest. Since he couldn't just teleport away, this meant that he was going to have to make a run for it.
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Shadow had been watching from one side as the rescue raid arrived. Seeing Ichigo the panther/tiger hybrid got to his paws and padded towards him with expressionless ice blue eyes as he said,"Littlekits going to be in a lot of pain in the shape she is in. Here." He conjured a bundle of Chamomile and Poppy Seeds at Ichigos paws and then sat down curling his black tail around his legs as if this was just a mid afternoon walk.

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Let me rot here. I deserve to die for what I did.

"Littlekit!" Two voices? Was she hallucinating? Was the pain so bad that it'd brought on head problems? Was she suffering something? The dark grey tabby could only just turn her head to spy Ichigo as he rampaged through the Exiles camp towards her. He looked so angry, like she'd never seen him. The npcs he stepped on and all. She cringed as pain ebbed through her small frame but as Ichigo began to soothe her, she felt mildly calm. It wasn't a normal sort of calm, just a hysterical sort of calm. Like she had given up and was now watching 'without any care'. As he picked her up, the girl cried out in a distorted sounding voice but made no actions of protest because her mind told her that he was rescuing her and she had to believe that. This wasn't some cruel trick or Blindfold attempting to deceive her, was it? "Tht hurhts." Littlekit slurred.

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The over sized cougar wasn't really sure if he should trust Exilers or not. But he knew herbs when he saw it. He blinked his dark brown eyes as hybrid began to make his way toward him. He blinked his dark brown eyes as he sank his claws into the ground as if preparing to make a run for it if the other was just trying to get closer to him while he was holding Littlekit. He then noticed the herbs and blinked his dark brown gaze as he looked at the other, his gaze flickering to what had just been put in front of him. He appreciated the effort, but sadly the only part of the herbs that Ichigo knew how to use would be the poppy seeds. The armored wildcat lashed his tail behind him but not the one that had given him the herbs, but instead those that were around. The Hawkclan gave the other a small nod of thanks toward the other. "Arrigato." The Japanese speaking male spoke in a calm tone as he twitched the black tip of his tail. He glanced off to the side and looked to see Cytus was probably in the thick of battle. Ichigo stiffened when he heard the cry from Littlekit, and flinched. He knew that she was in pain, and the pain would soon be over for her, but it seemed like holding her up in his jaws wasn't the way to go about this. So, craning his neck, he aimed to place the kitten on his back, where she would be able to lay here. He just had to be careful with movements that he made so that she wouldn't fall off. He then aimed to gently curl one of her useful paws around the edge of his armor that was about where his neck would so that she would be able to keep a good grip on it. He looked at her, and the sight of how much pain she was in just fueled his rage even more. "Gomen gomen. We're going to get you out of here, just try to stay on my back and focus on staying awake okay?" Ichigo wasn't really ordering her to do it, but if she started to doze off from blood loss, he would probably shout in her ear to make sure that she was awake. He was no medic, but they were probably going to need the herbs that were given to him as he grabbed them in his jaws. Giving one more nod toward the other Exiler, he turned his body and started to the edge of camp. If no one stopped him, Ichigo would be able to sprint past all of them and make it back to camp.

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As she was placed onto the bigger males back, she woke a little bit more because his armor was strangely cold to the touch and that was shocking to her skin. "Bluod all ofer your amar." She slurred again though her voice was more desperate because she felt delirious and she felt as if she didn't want to get her blood on his armor and marr the pretty ebony material that he wore. She didn't want to ruin that too. Littlekit growled deep in her throat but it was lost as she began to think deeply about some things. Why'd she feel so bad? Probably because she had just been tortured.

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He wondered how Exilers could be sou cruel to torture a life that would most likely have this trauma for the rest of her life. He wished that if he had his powers back, he would have wiped this situation completely from her mind so that she would never have to think about it again. He wounds were extensive that was for sure, and this meant that he was going to make sure that they were all treated. He hoped that Salixcloud was around camp, as he got the feeling that they were going to need a lot of supplies and somehow figure out how to deal with Littlekit's broken jaw. Ichigo never had his jaw broken in a fight, but had it dislocated one time and that had been incredibly painful for the large male. Ichigo also recently had some molars knocked out of his mouth when the last battle he had been in with the werewolf that nearly killed him. One thing was for sure the next time he was caught in a fight. He was going to make it so that that he didn't get his teeth knocked out because he could taste his own blood for days it felt like, since his gums were constantly bleeding after that. A total of two teeth ended up getting knocked out, but it wasn't the worst he had gone through either. So, he lived just barely thanks to all the blood loss that he had gone through. Ichigo had leaped over an NPC, his face focused as he moved careful. The herbs that were in his jaws didn't exactly taste all that great. He remembered the only herbs that he really ended up chewing up had been Marigold since it was the most well known out of all the herbs anyway. He also just ended up using bandages when it came to wrapping others wounds up and then constantly changing them depending on how much each one was bleeding. The large male wasn't the best healing, and if he had the power to conjure up healing items, he would have done exactly that. Ichigo had entered the forest, and Cytus seemed to be doing a pretty damn good job when it came to distracting the Exilers. He knew the other had the power to turn into a massive dragon, but he wasn't sure if that body was still available for the deputy.

Either way, Cytus was probably the heaviest creature that was there, and the metal parts of his body should keep him safe. He clenched his jaw. God damn he felt useless. He felt like he couldnt' join in the fight since he knew how many powers the Exilers could end up having. This meant that he would be a disadvantage just being a regular cougar like himself. He wanted to bash some heads in. He wanted to create wounds that the Exilers would remember about, and yet he couldn't. Littlekit came first though, since he needed to make sure that the kid didn't end up bleeding out. Ichigo lashed his tail behind him so that he could keep his balance, but he constantly had to keep checking to make sure that Littlekit was on his back since she pretty much weighed nothing compared to the heavy armor that was on his body in the first place. He listened to her voice, and his rounded ears angled themselves so that he could hear her. A low grunt escape his jaws. "Don't worry about it. It's been through worse and has been soaked in my own blood before." Ichigo tried to reassure her, even though it probably didn't make herself feel better with him talking about how his own injuries had set into the armor. He occasionally washed it, but there were probably still a couple stains here and there that had gone through the armor. his pace quickened though when he was able to feel the female's blood drip onto the back of his neck, which meant that she as losing blood and losing it fast.

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Shadow stood up and walked away. As far as he was concerned the fun was over and he thought a nap sounded nice.