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Hera 24 | Yon-co 4
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Yon-coThe Luxray did not respond to my attempt at a joke- either not hearing or simply ignoring me- and my ears fell. All I wanted was to see my Savanah and now... I gave another wistful glance in her direction, my eyes wide and full of sarrow. Not only was she with the Nidoking that just went freaking beserk on me, but the Espeon acted as if I did not exist, as if she did not know me. My heart beat painfully loud in my chest as I forced myself to turn away. At peast I could still breath in her lovely scent, even if it were masked by so many others. When a Houndoom and Mightyena burst in, I whipped around to regaurd them with wide eyes. If they attempted to hurt my Savanah... Ectricity sparked from my cheeks at the thought. However, the larger of the two had a box heald in his jaws. Savanah clearly recognized what it was at the same time as me. I landed on all fours and prepared to run over to her side to apply what needed to be done, but my heart sank. The Houndoom merely carried it over to the Nidoking. I wanted to just start sobbing. What twisted world had I been placed into?
The dog then trotted over in our direction. My eyes widened, with fear this time. I scrambled to my paws, staring up at the hound with wide eyes as he spoke. His words were cold as the shade of ice his eyes were and I felt every word slice at me."You can start by helping me get some firewood. Then we'll talk about letting you stay or throwing you back out in the storm." I flinched at his words. I figured it would be a bad time to point out that I had been in the building for days before these guys showed up. "Got it?" My ears dropped against my head as my gaze hit the floor. I knew it would be wisest not to argue with the Houndoom.
"Y-yes," I sighed, defeated. They were all just bent on keeping my Savanah from me...
Hera
I was thankful that Dante at least did not question me further about Yon-co. I just could not deal with it quite yet. I was too weak, physically and emotionally. The Houndoom brought the box closer to Strix and I, setting it down before turning his hard gaze to us and speaking in a low voice. "The absol gave it to me," Dante explained, clearly not too thrilled by that. "She spoke... said you didn't deserve to die like this." I blinked in shock, my gaze widening. The Absol...
saved me?! The last time I saw her ran through my head, those words she spoke running through my head. "I don't trust her, but there's not much else we can do other than exactly that." I decided against saying anything about the Absol, instead staying silent as Dante turned. He walked away with a sigh.
He spoke with Yon-co and guilt wrapped around my heart as I saw how disheartened he was. I needed to make it up to him. Maybe even talk to Dante about letting him stay. A sigh escaped me as I began to turn to Strix, watching as he opened th box. But a loud, metalic screech rang through the air and my pelt shot up. I would have stood and whipped around had I not had the wound, but I still whipped my head around to see Dante approaching a..a Houndour?!
Fear spiked through me, tensing my muscles as I watched, fear widening my amber eye. The dark type had a cloth in it's mouth and it looked positively frightened. But I could not really pay attention to that, the fear was making it hard to breathe. I trusted Dante with no question now, Ciara had proven to be irritating but a loyal addition to the group, but I had utterly terrified by both dark canines upon first meeting. Maybe the Houndour would not be all bad, but I still tasted coppery fear in my mouth. "The hell are you and what do you want?" I watched as Dante barked at it. He looked positively feirce, standing high and proud against the howling winds and snow."Keep your answer simple and to the point or I rip your throat out."
Overkill much, Dante? I could not help but think with affection, a smile preying at my lips. He may have sounded feirce, but I had been with the hound long enough to know him pretty well. I figured as long as the Houndour played it smart, it would be fine.
But my thoughts were jerked away from the scene playing out as Strix opened the box that heald the medical supplies. And, oh Arceus, I recognized what he pulled out. I had never been one for needles, not even in my days with my trainer when I was fearless. No. I hated them. To make it worse the picture of Strix holding Yon-co, one of my closest friends, by his throat, that savage look on his face, made me invonentarily start to panic. I could not control the horror that creeped into my gaze as I stared up at him and I almost instantly regretted it. His dark gaze met my own for only a heart beat and I saw his ears fall visibly. The fear in me turned to saddness as I comprehended the sudden pain I had seen. He was only trying to help and I was making it worse. Dear Arceus, I was a terrible, ugly soul. Allowing rationality to retake my mind, I flicked my tail out to settle on one of Strix's great arms.
"Do it," I encouraged him in a soft voice, forcing a smile on my face despite the closeness of the needle.
The Nidoking dook in a deep breath of air before moving closer to me. My heart still fluttered in my chest, but I forced myself to be calm and relax. He murrmured about it helping the pain and I drew strength from those words. I turned my head and snapped my eyes shut as I knew the needle was coming closer. I had survived a mauling- I could damn well survive a needle. But that does not mean that I was prepared. My eye flew open as I gasped loudly, feeling the pinch of it going into my skin. My claws dug into the ground but I forced my body to keep still. And just as fast, it was over, leaving a throbbing where it had penetrated my pelt. Strix was already reaching for proper bandages, but I was panting out of the pain and fear. I hated needles.
Hated. "...Please relax..." The duel type spoke softly, his voice trailing off and I turned my head to look at him, supprised. Our gazes met, my stressed one eyed gaze and his calm and steady. A shiver ran through me, down my spine, and I suddenly remembered where I had put my tail. I jerked it from his arm and wrapped it to my side protectively as I broke our shared glance, the electricity still making my heart beat faster. I did not allow myself to think too much about it, though, and instead murmurred,
"Th-thank you.. Strix. I r-really hate needles." A soft purr rumbled from my throat as I attempted to lighten the mood.