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Post by Nightshadë on Mar 18, 2010 17:14:19 GMT -5
Kyle lowered his tail and looked over hte edge of the ledge. He barked, more rocks fell loose. One nailed him in his side when he wasn't looking. He tumbled. A snap made him yelp in pain. His left wing hung in a nasty way, he whined. The small rockslide ended on a large ledge and covered his body, his head laid out. This wasn't funny anymore. He tried to pull out but pain rushed him. His wing was broken. Fudge he sighed and laid there, waiting for the cat to make fun of him. Still confused on how he was going to get out of this one.
A warm liquid passed over his belly, he could smell it. Blood. His eyes started to go black and he could feel his breathing labor with the wieght of the rocks. His tongue hung out of his mouth as he tried to pant, he passed out.
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Post by kaitlyn on Mar 18, 2010 17:31:26 GMT -5
Kaitlyn saw the wolf go tumbling off the edge of the cliff, hit by a rockslide of his own creation, and had to laugh;a purring snicker. She looked over the cliff, hoping to see Wolfy-boy lying with one of his paws trapped, asking for help. That would be funny. What she saw was much worse. The winged wolf was lying under a huge pile of sharp-looking boulders. His wing was bent at an unnatural angle, and a sticky, dark red liquid oozed from under the pile. Blood. As she jumped down, Kaitlyn noticed that Wolfy was unconcious and his breathing was laboured. If one of his lungs was punctured, she was going to have to get him out of there pretty quick. She started batting the smaller rocks off the top, and considered the large one on his chest. After a lot of shoving she managed to heave it off and inspect the damage. She could tell at least three ribs were broken, but she didn't think he was too hurt. Nothing a shifter couldn't manage. She grabbed him by the scruff and heaved him up the cliff. Man, this guy should lose some weight... she thought as she tugged the heavy burden up the rock face. When she got to the top, she deposited him on the ground, double-checked him for any serious wounds apart from the broken wing and ' ribs, then shifted to a human and slapped him on the face. Hard. 'Wake up, you idiot!' she shouted in his face, not having very much sympathy for the unconcious Wolfy.
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Post by Nightshadë on Mar 18, 2010 17:51:17 GMT -5
Kyle could feel the load loosen above him and he kicked. Claws scratching whatever was around him. He relaxed as his head hit a boulder.
He stopped moving and something hit him in the face. He growled and snapped at the human. He recoiled as his chest crunched. He whined. Go away pussy cat. he held no thank you's or YOU SAVED MY LIFE! I OWE YOU ONE! No none of that. A growl and leave me alone would do.
He looked through the corners of his eyes and then rolled them. It was the cat shifter. LEave me alone or when I'm better I'll make sure YOUR the one under that rockslide. Shoo cat. Go learn how to pass gas. He growled and snapped again, laying down again, in pain.
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Post by kaitlyn on Mar 18, 2010 18:01:46 GMT -5
Kaitlyn was hardly suprised. She was already used to people being rude and spiteful to her. 'Whatever...but I wouldn't move for the next hour or so...unless you happen to have emergency First Aid equipment a couple of minutes walk away?'. She half-smiled at Wolfy's predictable response. Typical tough guy... Soo...you want to stay here for most of the night while your bone reform and risk pucturing a lung, or do you want me to go and get some painkillers and stuff?' she asked lightly, wondering if the shifter really would be stupid enough to risk dying out of here because of his oversised head. This was Wolfy-boy she was talking about, after all. Not the brightest crayon in the box. She turned back to look at him. She thought he had broken another rib in the snarling fit. How stupid can you get?
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Post by Nightshadë on Mar 18, 2010 18:15:41 GMT -5
Kyle growled again, she was right. He clenched his jaw. I'd rather die then have help from a cat. he snarled and spat at her. His stomach churned as pain shot through him again. He could be still, yeha be still. One thing that he would never do was get help from a feline. Ever.
Kyle gave a cold stare at the other shifter and laid his head on the ground, his body was thumping with pain. You find this amusing don't you? he growled, pain rattling as he did so. Kyle sighed, pain shooting through him as he relaxed. This was gunna be a long night, if he didn't get help and the pain was sure to come much harder later in the night. He would risk it, slowly he moved his body onto his stomach, pain burning inside of him. He laid his head on his paws, he could do it. He pumped himself up with fake hope. Fine
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