forces herself up again with thoughts of Wolf and healing him, only to look up and find him already climbing onto his feet, holding his bruised white flesh. His gaze is unreadable as he turns his attention onto her, his usually passive face twisted in pain. He turns away from her and bends.
Alasa begins shaking her head instantly. "N-no your hurt..."
Wolf growls out, his impatience and anger very clear. His body shudders. She wants badly to refuse but his whole bleeding body screamed arguing would be a bad idea. She unevenly walks over and settles onto his back, his blood seeping through her fingers and over her body.
He takes off, slower now. He nearly falls seven times during his run back, but each time he held onto her and found his footing. He continues with her on his back once they are back at the cave, taking off down the tunnels. He only let her onto her own feet once back in the cave they sleep.
He instantly leaves once he has her on her feet.
"Wait," Alasa calls out follow him, but he's quick, "I can heal you again." He ignores her. She freezes at the cave's opening to the tunnel, staring into the blackness. She wouldn't find him in there.
Miserable and achy, Alasa slides onto her butt at the tunnels opening, still staring into the blackness. He would never let her out again, every time they do go out they are attacked, Alasa tries smiling at the thought.
Was he angry at her? What was his problem? Why did he ignore her like that? He hadn't ignored her in a long time.
Was he upset that he had been saved by her? Was his pride hurt? If that was it, Alasa would be very disappointed. It wasn't as if she was going to let him seriously be hurt.
Alasa closes her achy eyes, hugging herself. Great. What if things went backwards? What if Wolf stopped being wolf and became that creature from before? A shiver hits her hard.
She frowns, balling into herself on the ground.
What was happening outside this forest exactly? Was her family not as safe as she had all along thought? Alasa shivered and opens her blue eyes, staring into the inky darkness ahead of her, waiting on Wolf. She hopes he would be alright. A hope that wasn't actually looking well if she couldn't heal him.
(O)
She's by the fire when she wakes, underneath her blanket. Wincing, Alasa sits up, pushing clumps of her sweaty, bloody hair out of her face. Confusion hits her at first, blank spots in her memory frustrating her.
She then remembers 'him', a large man with snow white hair and blue eyes attacking... Wolf.
She quickly looks around, spotting Wolf leaning against a far wall, apparently asleep. Alasa frowns, blue eyes sweeping over Wolf's body, finding only small scratches remained on pale flesh. He was healed.
Struggling to her feet, Alasa wonders how long she had been asleep. Wincing, the girl looks down at her arms, which were covered in dried blood and long scratches, her legs were identical.
She hadn't even straightened her back before Wolf was in front of her, placing his large hands onto her shoulders and sitting her back onto the earth.
"I thought you were asleep?" She complains lightly, sitting herself back down onto the ground. She forces herself to look back up at him, biting her lip lightly. "Are you upset with me for what I did?" He only stares down at her, as he usually would. "We'll, I'm not going to regret I saved you, even if you don't appreciate it."
Wolf bends down in a flash of white and Alasa flinches back. Instead of hitting her, his pale, clawed, hot hand lightly touches her face. Alasa winces, as his fingers find a scratch she hadn't even noticed on her face. Then his fingers grasps lightly at her skinned arms, holding them up, showing her as if she hadn't noticed.
Not understanding, Alasa can only stare at him questioningly. He growls softly, his face twisted in frustration.
Then it hits her and she thinks she understands. Maybe. He's upset about what that creature had said and... about her being hurt? But he use to beat
Alasa begins shaking her head instantly. "N-no your hurt..."
Wolf growls out, his impatience and anger very clear. His body shudders. She wants badly to refuse but his whole bleeding body screamed arguing would be a bad idea. She unevenly walks over and settles onto his back, his blood seeping through her fingers and over her body.
He takes off, slower now. He nearly falls seven times during his run back, but each time he held onto her and found his footing. He continues with her on his back once they are back at the cave, taking off down the tunnels. He only let her onto her own feet once back in the cave they sleep.
He instantly leaves once he has her on her feet.
"Wait," Alasa calls out follow him, but he's quick, "I can heal you again." He ignores her. She freezes at the cave's opening to the tunnel, staring into the blackness. She wouldn't find him in there.
Miserable and achy, Alasa slides onto her butt at the tunnels opening, still staring into the blackness. He would never let her out again, every time they do go out they are attacked, Alasa tries smiling at the thought.
Was he angry at her? What was his problem? Why did he ignore her like that? He hadn't ignored her in a long time.
Was he upset that he had been saved by her? Was his pride hurt? If that was it, Alasa would be very disappointed. It wasn't as if she was going to let him seriously be hurt.
Alasa closes her achy eyes, hugging herself. Great. What if things went backwards? What if Wolf stopped being wolf and became that creature from before? A shiver hits her hard.
She frowns, balling into herself on the ground.
What was happening outside this forest exactly? Was her family not as safe as she had all along thought? Alasa shivered and opens her blue eyes, staring into the inky darkness ahead of her, waiting on Wolf. She hopes he would be alright. A hope that wasn't actually looking well if she couldn't heal him.
(O)
She's by the fire when she wakes, underneath her blanket. Wincing, Alasa sits up, pushing clumps of her sweaty, bloody hair out of her face. Confusion hits her at first, blank spots in her memory frustrating her.
She then remembers 'him', a large man with snow white hair and blue eyes attacking... Wolf.
She quickly looks around, spotting Wolf leaning against a far wall, apparently asleep. Alasa frowns, blue eyes sweeping over Wolf's body, finding only small scratches remained on pale flesh. He was healed.
Struggling to her feet, Alasa wonders how long she had been asleep. Wincing, the girl looks down at her arms, which were covered in dried blood and long scratches, her legs were identical.
She hadn't even straightened her back before Wolf was in front of her, placing his large hands onto her shoulders and sitting her back onto the earth.
"I thought you were asleep?" She complains lightly, sitting herself back down onto the ground. She forces herself to look back up at him, biting her lip lightly. "Are you upset with me for what I did?" He only stares down at her, as he usually would. "We'll, I'm not going to regret I saved you, even if you don't appreciate it."
Wolf bends down in a flash of white and Alasa flinches back. Instead of hitting her, his pale, clawed, hot hand lightly touches her face. Alasa winces, as his fingers find a scratch she hadn't even noticed on her face. Then his fingers grasps lightly at her skinned arms, holding them up, showing her as if she hadn't noticed.
Not understanding, Alasa can only stare at him questioningly. He growls softly, his face twisted in frustration.
Then it hits her and she thinks she understands. Maybe. He's upset about what that creature had said and... about her being hurt? But he use to beat
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