Posts by SpiritBearOfTheWild

Striker could see her body relax and become more comfortable, making him smile. He continued to play, gis fingers flowing over th srrings like water.

"Kayli. Try and find it." Serena teased softly, glancing over his shoulder at Kayli. Her eyes were gentle yet fillsed with pain, her heartbeat slow.

Sela paused after awhile, her ears pricked as she scented a draft of wind. She turned and headed towards it, pushing aside a fern cover to a cave, her nose twitching. She couldn't smell any animals, or others, so she proceeded cauriously.

Striker slowed the music until it stoped, looking at Red. "Your turn. I'll hrlp." He rumbled, pulling her over gently and settling behind her. He placed the guitar in her lap, smiling.

Sela slid to her paws to the cold floor, sighing softly. She didn't want to be a burden to Neralki. She closed her eyes and drifted off into sleep, her breathing faint and slow.

Snake blinked and held back a chuckle as she left suddenly. Her way of being afraid was cute. Wait, what was he thinking!? He shook his head and caught the rabbit as she threw it at him, sinking his fangs into its neck immediately. He drank in a graceful way, almost cradling the carcass as he drank. When he was finished, he tossed the rabbit away. Normslly, he would have buried it but it would hurt too much. "Thank you. There is no need to be afraid now." Snake murmured, his eyes becoming a light blue flecked with gold. He smiled, resting back on the rock and sighing as he glimpsed the battle It looked like it was even. Snake glanced at Jade, realizing how gorgeous she was. Hw blinked and shook his head, running a hand through his already messy hair once more.

Sela whimpered in her sleep, hrr paws twitching as well as her muscles. She huffed and whined, her whole body shaking violentky. She always hadnightnares like this.

Bela ran a hand through her thick hair, ignoring the looks peole gave her. It looked like she was the onky warrior fron the Fire Kingdom. She shifted her weight and turned, bumping into a guy. "Sorry." She murmured, her eyes cold as she moved out of the way.

"No no, keep going. I've always wanted to know what a werewolfs like was like." Snake said kindly, his blue eyes fixed on her. He smiled softly, a real one. He turned to face her, wincing as it pulled at his wounds. He ignored the pain, wanting to know wat her life haed been like before the war. "I'm actually quite interested." He admitted calmly, wriggling his armor off. It was of no use go him anymore. He wore a tight shirt underneath it, but it was ripped to shreds. Getting the armor off made Snakd feel loads better.

Sela woke with a viscious snarl, thinking it was her Packmates come to hurt her. Onxe she realized it was Neralki she felt terrible. "Sorry." She murmured, touching his cheek for forgivness sas her ears drooped. She hated her nightmares even more know.

"Alright." Sela murmured, resting her head on her paws slowly. She didn't move as he applied the cobwebs, trying to keep still for him. She undoubtedly liked the white wolf, as he had been the only nice one to her since her mother passed. She stirred restlessly as he finished, feeling the urge to just run and run despite her injuries.

"You have your hands in the right place." Striker said, taking her fingers and pressing the down to form a G-chord. "Thats a G. One of the easier ones. Now strum." He rumbled gently, relaxing as he taught her.

Snake listened patiently, sorrow and guilt rushing through his veins. He blinked slowly, proccessing what she had said. "Me? I've had it way too easy." He murmured, shifting his weight. An idea popped into his head and his blue eyes lit up with mischief. He kept it to himself for now, but he bit his lip slowly, thinking about it. "I was not born into Vampirehood. I was turned. That explains why I'm not as white as them. My life is so much easier compared to yours, but I regret every day of it." Snake explained, scratching at his chin thoughtfully. "I've been training for this war ever since I was turned, so I didn't have a job. I always hated killing your kind." He said softly, watching her cautiously. He had never talked to anyone about his life either, so it was a reief. "I only killed them to survive and I regret it every day." He rumbled, as it was very true and it always tore at him. "Seeing you protect me helped me decide. I'm never going to be involved in this war again." He sdmitted, runnjng a hand through his thick hair. It was quite a habit of his.

"No." Striker chuckled, tuning the guitar so it was perfect. He shifted his weight, unable to stop himself as he rested his chin on her shoulder. "Now try it." He whispered softly, his fingers gentle.

"Can we hunt?" Sela asked hopefully, her stomach rumbling quietly. She raised her head, her tail wagging a little.

Snake inched forward and gripped her warm hands with his cold ones, his blue eyes deadly serious. "Come with me. We can go to my nation and find other Undesirables." He rumbled lowly, not letting go of her hands. He locked eyes with her, excitement and nervousness coursing through him as he waited patiently for her reaction. He was being extremely gentle ss he gripped her hands, not wanting to hurt her in any way.

Selas ears pricked and got to her paws swiftly, careful nkt to rip open her wounds again. She bounded out of the cave excitedly, tail wagging slightly. She felt comfortable hunting with Neralki, her heart rscing.

Sela paused, having also spotted the rabbit. She backed up, deciding to let Neralki have the first kill.

"You can wear gloves. The Undesirables will be very easy to see." Snake explained, his tense shouldres relaxing as she agreed. It was a crazy idea, but her agreeing was even crazier. "They are sectioned off from us." He rumbled quietly, biting his lip once more. He didn't let go of her hands still, as he liked the warmth and the ease it brought him. His blue eyes were calm and gentle, his ind racing with thoughts and ideas. His heart would be racing but he was technically dead, so it stayed still. His idea would hopefully work, but it would be difficult dneaking into his nation. "I'm Snake by the way." He rumbled, a half smile coming to his face and sharpening the sharp edges. Snake was comfortable around the werewolf sueprisingly.

Striker chuckled, his smile growing broader. "Not yet. Lets try a D-chord noaw." He rumbled, shifting her fingers to the position of the D-chord.