Mute & Don

Don dragged her brother up the canyon walls, not realizing how high they were. She though it was about 30 feet up at least, but it could easily be proved wrong. They were much over 100 feet up, and still climbing. After being hit hard with sulfur gas, Don thought it would be better if she got her bro to a safer elevation for air. It may bit a bit harder to breathe but the air would be pure and fresh.

Finally not being able to take another step, she heaved her brother's body into a wide crevice, breathing roughly. She sighed, shaking her dial, and then moved in to his him situated. This should be good enough for him to fully recover. She laid down next to him, his breaths short, calm, and steady.

Mute was almost unconcious but was slowly regaining his thoughts. He yawned before curling into half of the shape of a circle, auds swiveling every once in a while. His nares quivered as well-- sure signs of response. He then drifted off to sleep, his sister quietly waiting for him to return to earth.

Crucified

White brute was enjoying the sun, dull brown eyes only half way closed to shade the suns bright rays. The wind was peaceful until it became strong, but with his own strength against it, it did nothing to him. He began to ascend, as he placed his paws down, rocks began to crumble and the wall was disturbed from its sleep. Another noise caught his ears. The scratching of rocks as something was being drug across them. His eyes flicked up to see the two creatures going up the mountain, only one seemed concious. The other didn't move, he shuddered at the thought of death to the one being dragged.

Slowly he made his way to them, his head was low in respect. Then stood a good few feet away. " Pardon, what happened? Is there some way I can help?" The best way to give a good first impression, be nice and offer a helping hand. Never bite back if they don't accept you. He gave his friendly gesture as his tail held straight. He would not raise his head to its alpha height until the two were comfortable.

Mute & Don

Don's orbs turned to the new wolf as her dial was raised quickly. Her auds swiveled forward and she looked him over. She had never seen him. Sight and scent gave her no info she currently knew about. She lightly shook her head, yet was unsure. Was she doing the right thing, not accepting help for her brother? "No thanks, I think... My brother and me had breathed in alot of this strange stuff in the air, and it did something... I recovered, but it's him I'm watching over. He's coming back to reality, but slowly." she stated, staring over at the sleeping form that was next to her. She shook some snow off her pelt and then snorted, wondering when he would wake up and if he'de be normal again right after.

Mute stirred a bit but was obviously still in a deep sleep. He rolled, nearly landing on top of Don, but slid off her side and back onto the snowy rock. He was out cold.

Haunted

Haunted moved silently towards Mute and Don her body held in a relaxed position. She ignored Crucified completly as she said softly to Don "Aaka, the white alphess of the Silver Glades says that her offer of a home still stands. The war that she was rushing off to is over now although I am not sure she knows that." Haunteds head was low to the ground her eyes watchful of her surroundings. She didnt smell of Aaka, but of Aakas sister Moon Spirit for that was where she had last gone. Unfortuanatly Moon Spirit may not live much longer and when Aaka got the news.....Well. We should just leave it at that.

Crucified

His harks fell flat as Haunted ignored him completely. He was ready to growl, but wasn't going to unless the femme would do more than just an ignore. Attention was turned back to Mute and Don. " I will offer a place to stay for safety, you don't need it to be your home for you to be welcome. But it is only your choice." He turned, Dull spheres glancing to Haunted, he was about to leave but turned and waited to see if Don would come up with any kind of responce to him.