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 A Wounded Beast, SNOW WHITE
♠ SKOLL
 Posted: Jul 17 2017, 02:02 PM
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1300 • Warg • Manipulation • Europe


It was cold, it was dark, and he was hungry. It felt like the emptiness in his stomach ran as deep as his soul. If his stomach were a pit with a stone careening through, you'd never hear the hollow echo of the bottom. There simply wasn't one.

He should be conserving his energy. Belief was waning in Skoll, Fenrir, or whoever he was. At this point he couldn't even recall. Skoll was a nice name. He'd stick with that. Well, if he could ever speak to anyone again. Without people's belief, their fear of him, he was just a frail wolf, prowling the underbrush of German forests for something, anything to eat. No, it couldn't be anything. He couldn't survive on just hare and shrew. It had to be something big. Something like a deer. Even a boar would be enough to satiate him for sometime. He couldn't just survive on belief anymore.

Hunting a wild boar was a suicidal expidition, Skoll pressed forward through the forest, looking for a sign of life. Surely, even as tenuous as he was, he could master a wild boar with ease. Skoll sniffed the air and perked his ears. There, in the East, he could hear it; the scuffle of a snout digging through dirt. He moved, keeping to the shadows, staying low and quiet. As he approached, though, he realized the primitive animal was making so much noise that it couldn't even hear him. He watched the beat for a moment. Even though it moved, it ate, it had reactions and, to some extent, emotions, it didn't seem to have life. It didn't have that spark of intelligence Skoll had, yet he was stuck doing what this creature was. It was humilating . All he could do was move around the forest looking for water, food, shelter, and that was all. This wasn't what Skoll wanted to be. He sprang from the bush and onto the animal, who went wild as Skoll's teeth dug in. He felt warm blood on his tongue and a sense of relief welled in him, but the boar let out a scream and bucked the wolf off. Skoll couldn't fight back, the boar too strong, too wild. His body was too dilapidated. He landed on the ground and tried to scramble up as the boar aimed it's tusks for him. The boar was on him before he could run, the tusks hitting his side and digging in. He let out a yelp, feeling his flesh ripping under sharp bone. All at once his intelligence came back to him and he realized his flaw in logic. He was far too weak. As a normal wolf, a boar would have been no problem, but what he was now? There was no way he'd live. He fought back with all he had, biting the boar and then pushing it away from him. His side was burning with pain, but he had to move, before the boar got back up. Skoll ran. He could hear the boar pushing through the forest behind him. It sounded like it didn't have to do the same agile movements as Skoll, jumping over rocks and logs, and simply plowed through them with blind rage. His heart was beating hard. In the distance, he could see a steep incline. He bounded towards it, giving it all he had. He pushed himself up the steep hill and soon he could only hear the grunts of the boar below him.

He weakly pulled himself over the top of the cliff and let out a horrible wheezing noise. A peak over the cliff at the boar angrily huffing at the bottom sent relief through him, he was safe. Skoll moved forward. This was too open. He'd have to get to a hiding spot. The blood from the wound in his side was dripping on the ground and his vision was soon overcome with white spots. Skoll lost his footing and before he hit the ground, everything went dark.

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☽ SNOW WHITE
 Posted: Jul 17 2017, 07:52 PM
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491 • Archangel/Former Human • Purity • Nomad


The forest was a place that Margaretha was slowly becoming used to living within in. Since she had become lost within the forest, she had found ways to adapt to her new environment. Part of the reason for this was due to her meeting with the dark winged angel she had met. However, the rest was her own work. Of course, it was an entirely different environment. The forest lacked all of the comfort of her home. Moreover, the youth was coming to believe that she would not be found. After all, enough time had passed that she should have been found by now.

A faint sorrow was slowly forming in Margaretha's heart. Today, it was not the focus of her troubles. Rather, she had come to worry about the cold and darkness. As she had long ago learned, this was an improper time for anyone to be wandering around. However, she had not yet learned how to keep track of time and it was not unusual that she would stay out for too long.

Yet for another this would be a good thing.

Holding a makeshift torch Margaretha made her way to where she had come to stay recently. However, she paused as she spotted a figure in the distance. Curious, the child wandered over to the creature. She frowned at the sight of a wolf. She hesitated at the sight of a wolf. However, Margaretha was young, not yet close to being a woman. As such, she soon moved to try and help the wolf away from where it was and continued back on her path, humming an absent tune.



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♠ SKOLL
 Posted: Jul 18 2017, 02:11 PM
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1300 • Warg • Manipulation • Europe


He was stirred awake by the pain as he was being pushed. His heart raced and he was unsure what was happening and he couldn't defend himself from this attack. After a few moments he came to realize this wasn't an attack. Skoll wasn't sure what they was. When he was finally able to open his eyes, he saw a young girl. His stomach groaned, but he didn't let that fog his judgment this time. She was... helping him. She was getting him to cover. It hurt, though. It was too much pulling and stretching and it felt like he was bleeding out. Stupid girl couldn't even see that.
Suddenly, his body wasn't being moved anymore and he heard the scuffle of feet. She was leaving. She was actually leaving! Children were such naive idiots. He opened his eyes and looked after her. He had to make a sound. He had to get her attention. What came out of him was a pathetic sound, a bark that cut off into a whine, and it used all his energy.

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 Posted: Jul 18 2017, 04:33 PM
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491 • Archangel/Former Human • Purity • Nomad


The walk to where she was staying was not a particularly long one and Margaretha found herself grateful for that. After all, she was a small and lithe child. The burden of balancing her torch and the wolf was difficult. Unfortunately for the creature she had picked up, she was a naive and sheltered child. As a result, most of his pain except that which could be seen on the surface went beyond her.

Upon arrival to her shelter, she struggled for a moment before managing to place the wolf down. She made to leave, only for a moment, but paused at the sound of a pained bark that trailed off into a whine. "Do not worry, Mister Wolf," she said, offering him a smile. It was a fairly innocent gesture. However, if one looked closely enough it would be clear that the edges of sorrow tainted her. "I will be gone only for a moment."

Margaretha was not a person who would abandon others.

Whether her new found company objected or not, she left nonetheless. Carefully, she gathered some of her supplies. She did not know how to heal another, but she had some idea as to how prevent him from dying. She had been injured many times before and she imagined that she only had to copy what had been done to her. The struggle was that she just had to use the resources that nature provided her with.

Gathering her saved water and food, she went back to where the wolf was. She frowned at the torch in her hand before setting some leaves that lay to the side and casting it aside among them before turning her attention to wolf. Quietly, the child sat down. "I need to clean your wound." She paused for only a moment, unsure of how to act. She was not sure if the wolf would hurt her if she got close. After all, the wolf had not liked her leaving. How would it react to her touching it?



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♠ SKOLL
 Posted: Jul 18 2017, 09:14 PM
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1300 • Warg • Manipulation • Europe


The wolf didn't look like it could do much to protest at the moment. It was just laying there, it's chest heaving with shallow breathing and eyes staring, unseeing. As she moved closer, his eyes finally focused and he looked over at her, raising his head wearily. His eyes tried to focus and he considered snapping at her, but his head just fell back down and he took in a deep breath and let it out through his nose. He was resigned to letting her do what she wanted. If he stayed like this, he would probably die anyone, so she couldn't do any real damage. Though, he had to question how adept she'd be at this. She was so young.

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 Posted: Jul 18 2017, 09:47 PM
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The wolf offered no protest. As such, Margaretha relaxed after a moment. She considered what to do. Dumping the water on it would be foolish. She had come to realize in the year she had been in the forest that certain things were difficult to find. In comparison to food, water could be difficult to find. Sometimes, she had to wait for rain. However, finding springs or ponds was far more realizable. However, navigation was not a skill she had yet mastered. As such, water was something precious. Wasting it would be foolish.

Her shoulders slumped as an idea came to her. Sighing, she tore the fabric of her ruined dress twice, one piece notably larger than the other. Despite the state of it, a keen eye might have noticed that the fabric was far richer than what a peasant might have worn. Taking the first piece, she soaked it in the water before carefully dabbing it at the wounds in hopes that she might be able to clean it a bit.



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♠ SKOLL
 Posted: Jul 19 2017, 01:17 PM
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1300 • Warg • Manipulation • Europe


As the girl contemplated her choices, Skoll contemplated his own. He could attack the girl and use her for sustenance, she was just a little girl, she probably wouldn't do anything. Skoll tried to re-focus his thoughts, to see logic. This little girl had just dragged a two hundred pound wolf through the forest. She would have no problem fending herself off from his dead weight, wouldn't she.
He was brought back to reality at the first touch to his wounds. He growled and snapped in the direction, feeling shocked at the sudden jump in pain. His eyes were open now, staring at fury at the girl. That hurt
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☽ SNOW WHITE
 Posted: Jul 19 2017, 05:22 PM
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The wolf seemed to suddenly snap to attention as Margaretha touched his wound. Quickly, she backed off slightly as he growled and snapped at her, a wounded expression taking over her face. "Sorry," she said, clutching the rag in her tightly, "But I need to clean the wound." She was not entirely sure how to placate it. It probably did hurt. After all, the wound certainly looked bad.



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♠ SKOLL
 Posted: Jul 20 2017, 02:29 PM
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Skoll stared at her with wild eyes. It hurt, and he needed her to know that much. She could hear the puffs of air coming from it's nostrils, see the way his rib cage expanded quickly on uncontrolled breathing. He was afraid. He was afraid that this was the way he'd die and there was nothing to help him. Nothing but a small girl who knew not what she was doing. He stared for sometime before his expression softened. She wasn't going to get angry at his snapping. She'd talked calmly and evenly too him. She just wanted to help and he had to force himself to live through it if he had any hope of survival.

Something far more soft and understanding came to his eyes, intelligence sparking behind the warm grey tones. There was something there that was more than just animal. Skoll settled his head down in his fore paws and looked from the girl to his wound, a motion that she could continue. He'd be watching, though.

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 Posted: Jul 20 2017, 06:30 PM
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What happened was not something that Margaretha had expected. While she believed in many things, it had not occurred to the child that the creature before her could be anything but a wolf. As such, surprise filled her as the wolf acted in a manner that she, even as a young child, was unusual for an animal. Its wild eyes softened. Moreover, there was a spark of something that was quite human in its eyes. She could not entirely place a finger on what it was.

Yet, she did not linger on it too much as the wolf settled its head on its fore paws before looking to. Taking this as a sign to continue, Margaretha moved forward and, attempting to be as gentle as possible, continued her work at cleaning the wolf.

It was a difficult process for one so young, especially since she did not entirely know how to stop the bleeding. The only idea she had in regards to it was vague. Finished for a moment, she rung out the cloth and wetting it again before continuing.



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♠ SKOLL
 Posted: Jul 21 2017, 01:19 PM
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Skoll sat through the process in mostly silence. When she touched an extremely sensitive area, he'd let out a small growl, so she knew it hurt. His eyes kept watching what she was doing. They sagged at times, his eyelids feeling heavy from the exertion and blood loss. Margaretha wouldn't have any more trouble cleaning out the wound, not from the wolf, anyway.
When she was finished with it, he laid in a less defensive way, one could even say he looked relaxed, if he could relax. His eyes finally shut. He was tired and he needed the rest. He hoped she'd still be there when he woke, he might actually be able to change into a human and speak with her.

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 Posted: Jul 21 2017, 07:49 PM
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As far as Margaretha was concerned, it did not take Margaretha long to finish cleaning the wound. The job was not perfect as the wound would not stop bleeding, but she knew enough that she would have to bind the wound. As the wolf relaxed, slipping into what she could only presumed was a nap, she carefully made work of trying to bind the wound as best she could with the other piece of cloth.



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♠ SKOLL
 Posted: Jul 22 2017, 02:08 PM
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He slept for a long time. A wound like that needed time, and he slept for a full day. It would be boring, watching a large wolf just sleep off the pain, whimpering at times when he had to adjust how he laid.
When he woke the next day, groggy and stiff, Skoll blinked in the twilight light that filled the small shack. What a horrible place to end up. He used to be more than just a grimy shake. He couldn't believe what he'd been reduced to at this point. He was disappointed in himself.

Skoll slowly tried to stand, feeling wobbly on his paws. It still hurt and he was still weak, but he was actually feeling much better. As he tested out his legs, though, he soon realized that walking was not yet an option, and feel back onto the floor. He let out a sigh.

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 Posted: Jul 22 2017, 06:08 PM
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The wolf did not wake up immediately. At first, Margaretha thought that he might be dead. After all, people tended to wake up relatively soon after they were patched up. The only reason they would not was if something bad had happened, like death. She imagined that it could only be similar for animals. However, as she watched it became clear that it was not dead. She felt a bit of happiness in that regard; however, watching quickly became boring. As such, she gathered some food and left it beside him before leaving.

Hunting was a difficult process, but it had become clear to the girl that it would be far more difficult had the dark winged angel not helped her. Meandering about, she managed to find a fair amount of fruit. Finding meat was far more difficult. She carefully set up a makeshift trap and waited. It would not catch anything big, but it might catch something. After much time, Margaretha made her way back to her tent with her caught game and fruit.

The wolf had yet to awake. As a result, she went to put everything away in its place before sitting herself down to skin the rabbit. A disgust curled within her, but she knew that it was a necessary process. However, she ended up stopping mid-process as the wolf awoke. She blinked owlishly. "Please be careful," she said before making to turn her attention back to her work.



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♠ SKOLL
 Posted: Jul 22 2017, 06:23 PM
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He looked over at her, huffing with resentment. It was embarassing to be this weak. Skoll hated every moment he knew this small girl could probably over power him. Still, she had helped him. There was a vast improvement, he could feel it even when laying. The sleep he procured had been helpful as well, he hadn't slept for days because of his ravenous hunger. Skoll felt a little power had returned it him.
That was went the stench of meat hit his nostrils. She could hear him breath it in as his head snapped back to look at her, then the rabbit she held in her hand. The wolf's mouth opened and his tongue hung out a little. Skoll needed to get a hold of himself. His mouth clamped shut and he seemed to focus on something inside himself.
That was when his body shifted. She saw as the wolf turned into a young man laying on the ground, nothing but a pelt of fur wrapped around his mid section to cover hinself. His mousy brown haie hung in tendrils around his face, moving only has he breathed heavy huffs from excersion. Though he had lost most of his fur, the man wasn't without hair on his body, and he looked as powerful as a wolf, if a little skinny from malnutrition.
"Give that to me," he growled, holding out his hand, "You're skinning more meat than fur."

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