Plot-Twist: The Fifth Disaster

[Kirfir]

Fae

Transfixed by the phenomenon, Fae stared at it with wide, wide, wide unblinking eyes. She nodded in response to Hydrus, too speechless to say anything. From her vantage point she could just see the top of the twister, a thin slip of roaring wind peeking over the roof of its earth entrapment which loomed high before them like some monster. Finally she was snapped out of it as a faint howl reached her ears. It sounded as if it were nearby and it sounded like it was a cry for help. Nudging Hydrus gently, she said, "I think we're going to be ok. I think everything's going to be ok". A grin was unfurling on her face which faltered as she thought of the howl and their missing leader. She threw a hopeful glance at Aura, worry creeping across her sweet features. "Hydrus, I might be able to find Soul now without putting us in jeopardy. The twister's inside that thing so it'll be safe and it's dying quickly."

Kar

A look of alarm etched itself across the mass of black that was his face as the earth started to shake beneath his paws. A slab of earth shot up into the sky right underneath them, forcing him to leap backwards out of the way. It wasn't until he had landed awkwardly and stumbling a little, wisps of darkness trailing from his form handsomely, that he noticed half his left leg was missing. Looking at it with a curious kind of tilt of his head, he shook it and strands of darkness began to grow from the stump, twisting and curling to form a whole leg again, paws and all. Sparing a glance at the earth wall, he glanced at Allure and Reiko to check if they were alright.

[Briar]

A pair of auds perked up as Ghost caught a howl. It was weak but he reasoned that was to do with the wind. With a nod to the rest of his pack and Iago, he strode over to the entrance. The silver wolf slid through, having to duck his head in order to avoid hitting the roof of the entrance. Raising his nose to the air, he sniffed managing to catch many scents of wolves he didn't recognize. His eyes widened as he caught a fleeting scent of their Alpha. Relief spread across his features but almost as quickly it turned to apprehension as the coppery smell of blood wafted by. It was thick and heavy, fresh. An image of the wolf he had seen earlier flashed in his mind and a sadness passed through his eyes. If that was that wolf... Shaking his head to free himself from dark thoughts, he padded back to the entrance of the makeshift shelter and called. "Perhaps we should be going ladies and gentlemen? I think we should help." Tail swaying, he glanced once more a the now-contained twister. Now that it was obscured he could start to see the rest of the packs.

[Briar]

Startled by his sudden movement, the pup who was in the process of mauling Soul's ear (though to him he was just trying to wake the Alpha up), released his hold without meaning to and started to slide off. Scrambling upwards as quick as his limbs would allow him, a happy look nevertheless crossed his features. "I'm glad you're ok now Mr Soul sir!" He yipped. As he started to stumble his way up Briar slid slowly down his back on all fours even further with a deadpan expression on his face. For a moment he did nothing then he glanced down at the ground, thinking maybe Soul needed help walking properly again. Preparing to jump he coiled his limbs and leapt. Most unfortunately he mis-interpreted the distance, ending up hitting the ground hard with his head and bouncing off not once but twice. Like a bullet or missile or loosely targeted cannon he ended up flying through the air right over Navea's head and zeroing in straight at Geneva's head.

[Lenalee]

Lenalee[/u]

"Ghost, you and Iago go and help. Kira, I'm going to need you to help me with this stick." Lenalee glanced over at Ghost to see his reaction. Lena didn't know how he would take to leaving two wolves behind, but the two brutes shouldn't stay here... There's no doubt that the rest of Fallamora needs able bodies. "Kirabo, I need you to get something for me." Lenalee paused. She didn't know if this would work, but it was worth a try. "There's a certain plant that can only be found in the forests around here... It's called Moonlight's Blossom. It's a very rare flower, but has healing qualities that Healers can only dream of. I need you to find one. They only bloom at night time so finding one won't be easy. It has a violet stem and leaves that stick out from the bottom of it. They usually only have five leaves, but occasionally you might see six, or seven. The leaves have thorns, so be careful. They usually grow under large oak trees. Do you think you can find one for me, Kira?"

[Kirfir]

Brows creasing in concern, the wolf gazed at the healer. After a moment he nodded to her. "Alright." He smiled at Lenalee then at Kira briefly. For a moment it appeared that he wanted to say something as he opened his mouth then he stopped and shook his head, looking rueful. What am I thinking, of course I'll see them again. Dark thoughts were pushed away, replaced by positive ones. As he turned, he caught Lenalee's words. Kirabo, I need you to get something for me... "Good luck Lenalee, Kira," He said softly before saying to Iago, "Come on, let's go." With that the slim wolf darted off in the direction of the twister, muscles springing and coiling like a well-oiled machine as leanly muscled legs carried him aross the earth fluidly. He was so pre-occupied he failed to notice the earth shelter yet managed to spy the other packs, the closest being the Wind Tribe and the Earth Tribe. Slowing to a stop in front of the twister, the wolf placed all thoughts of his pack aside. This monster was destroying Fallamora, destroying their lands and that was not acceptable. Pure anger blocked the feeling of exhaustion nagging at him. A fury twisted his intelligent features, morphing them into something demonic. Silver fur lightened once more but this time faster, turning into an almost semi-transparent sheen of white as he summoned every ounce of power he had in him. Blank opaque white covered his eyes.

Ice, unbidden and uncontrolled, started to creep up the earth dome slowly, adding another extra layer of protection. Above in the skies the foggy mass seemed to split in half as rainwater began to change direction, parting in the center and streaming down the earth structure's sides in rolling rivers. As his water skills weren't as strong, he was relieved and grateful that it wasn't as bad as the wind that he could hear roaring inside its entrapment. He silently thanked the Fire Pack that they had just about taken care of the thunderstorms. leaving less rain to control. It helped too that he had Iago's help. They would need everyone available to combat this force of nature.

[kirabo]

Her rump landed with a thud to the earth below as she watched Lenalee closely, each word etching deeply into her memory. Amber orbs shifted towards Ghost, auds flattening slightly to either side of her skull as his assignment was handed to him. Furry brows dropped slightly as he began his way into the line of disaster, her rear raising to its full elevation. Good luck, gentleman A soft smile spread across her maw reassuringly. Her cranium tipped back towards her mentor that smile growing, Don't worry, I'll find it for you! Kira's white tipped plume sliced through the air with ambition before bounding out of their icy enclosure.

Curious oculars darted to and fro as she contemplated where to begin. That's when she saw it...a massive group of oak trees some charred with a dark smoke streaming from them menacingly. There were others there, members of the fire pack. Young Kira bounded towards them, puzzled limbs engulfing the distance between water and fire. A gentle smile was offered to the trio, all obviously exhausted. She slunk behind Kar, the shy fae in persuit of the flower Lenalee instructed her to find. Orbs rounded as Kerrigon's figure was seen laying silently a soft whine trailing from her maw, gently stepping over him with lengthy limbs. A mental note was taken to come back here with Lenalee when they were finished.

Then it appeared, a long violet stem protruding from the earth, auds pushed forward in excitement and wonderment. This must me the one! She bounded towards the tree only to find yet another body, it's snout nearly touching the flower she sought....her brother. Several steps were stolen back at the sight of him before lunging forward and grasping the flower gently between ivories. Back to the ice den she bolted, trickles of blood streeming down her maw from the thorns she carelessly snatched.

[Kirfir]

Debating within herself, the small Arctic Wolf's wings were already spreading in anticipation to go. She moved forwards a little so that her wings wouldn't smack Hydrus. Determination adorned her features. Casting a glance over at Aura, she nodded to the Alfena in respect and turned her head to look at Hydrus. "I'll see you later," She smiled at him. She took a running leap into the air, spreading her feathered wings out to their full extent to catch an updraft of air. Spanning more than her body, they seemed almost too big but at the same time fit her sleek body perfectly. A content sigh escaped her lips as she soared through the air, braids trailing, scanning the ground for herbs or flowers in addition to injured wolves. She saw three wolves who she assumed were the Fire Tribe as they were all displaying various powers associated with that tribe and one female wolf who was plucking something from one of the oak trees.

Fae paused as she saw a downed Red Wolf lying unconscious on the ground near the darkness-infused wolf. Sighing in relief that he appeared ok, just knocked out, she angled her wings, about to soar down to the wolf to help ruse him when she saw in the distance a familiar brute appearing over the slope of damaged earth. Not noticing the phenomenon of ice and water that was occurring due to her excitement she tucked her wings in and cannoned towards the wolf, having recognized who it was. Instead of landing gracefully as usual she banked too late and ended up skidding across the earth, gauging chasms and sending pebbles and rocks and grit everywhere. When the dust had cleared the wolfess was coughing, wincing as the base of her wings started to throb. Shaking her head she leapt forwards, nearly tackling him, tail wagging. ”Soul! I’m so glad I found you! Are you ok?”

[Soul [BUSY]]

Soul[/u][/size]

The sensation of a small wolf falling off of his back caused Soul to snap his head back back and glance at the small tumbling figure below. But his concentration was broken by the sound of flapping wings, and soon realized that his own pack was here, or at least some of it. "Faerin.." He muttered just loud enough for the Wind Tribe Healer to hear as she landed in a messy display of gravel and dirt. Shielding his face with his outstretched wings, Soul stumbled down the steep hill a few feet. "Be careful Fae!" Soul shouted returning to his place as Alpha. "Where are the others? Are they alright?"

[Kirfir]

Fae

A sheepish grin crossed her maw at his cry but it faded as she saw just what kind of state her leader was in. Rushing up to meet him, Fae leaned against him to prevent him from falling, supporting him with her smaller frame as best as she could. The wing closest to him stretched out over him as if to shield him from falling debris. "Easy Soul, easy it's ok." She said soothingly, keeping her voice calm. Her eyes darted to the wound that she hadn't noticed before. Think... She looked around, eyes searching as she reported to Soul in a slightly taut voice though there was a relieved undercurrent, "We're not far from here, just on the outskirts of what's left of the Shadowed Forests. Everyone's alright more or less thank goodness. But what about you? What happened?"

[Geneva]

Satisfied, the dowager lifted her tiara back to behold the uplifting sight of the Wind Lord in flight once more. However, the moment was mercilessly stolen away as a furry projectile collided into the side of her visage. Growling, ears flat, she turned fiercely to face her assailant, realizing it was only the young male pup. Her expression softened, and a slight sigh escaped her maw as flaxen orbs rolled in good natured humour. “Is that how you were taught to respect your elders?” Her voice was half in desperation, half in jest. Nevertheless, the two youths had helped her. “What tribe do you two hail from?” She glanced from Navea to Briar.

[Loki]

Loki[/b][/size]

The beta yelped as he was suddenly lifted of the ground from the extreme force of the winds. Almost powerless, he struggled and threw his winds around him as strong as he could. But it was useless. The brute swirled around in the dark mass, getting dizzy ad confused as almost all of his breath was stolen from him. Then, as if to taunt him, the twister ended up flinging him into the forest, his fall being worsened by the sharp branches and throns, and the height he fell from didn't help as all. But the worst of all, he had only been a white speck in the sky, seemingly no more significant then a pigeon. Darkness crashed over him as he fell unconcious with a sickening thud on the forest floor, blood trickling from various parts of his body and bruises forming everywhere.

[Navea]

Brows furrowed upon Briar's suggestion to bite the brute, wrinkles etching themselves within her snout. She may be feisty and would attack, if it could be called that, when scared or cornered, yet she was far from stupid and knew when she'd have her pelt handed to her. A wry grin pulled at dark tiers as Soul began to gain consciousness her crown tilting at the messy landing of the winged female. A glitter of interest sprung into deep blue oculars as she wondered what it would be like to have a pair of wings for herself. Perhaps her an Briar could try making some one day.

Navea's attentions were quickly drawn to Geneva's words, Briar's clumsiness ignored for the most part as it was of the norm for her to witness. Only a quick glance and smirked were offered to her friend before returning back to the eldress, We are our own tribe. It's called.... A blank slate cast a shadow upon her mind for a fake pack name, pupils shifting to Briar for assistance. Her mother told her all about what the other wolves do to loners and she wanted no part of it.

[Briar]

Briar

Briar rebounded off Geneva like a pop rocket and bounced once on the ground before landing in a heap, legs tangled with one another. Growling, the pup scrambled to his paws in a flurry of legs and shook his head so fast his ears flopped sideways so hard it looked like they were in danger of falling off. A yelp of alarm escaped his maw at the Eldress's growl and he jumped. Relief broke across his features as he saw Geneva's expression, his ears perking up again at her tone. They soon flattened against his skull in bashfulness and a shifty but nervous grin adorned his muzzle as he looked at her with wide green eyes, "Um...sorry?" He said lamely. It faded into a slight frown at her question but before he could say anything Navea did the deed for him. Though he wasn't sure why she was lying he went along with it anyway. "Yeah! It's called the, the," Stalling for answers he exchanged glances with Navea, eyes searching for some help. A thought hit him and he finished, lifting his head proudly "The Phantom Tribe."

[WaterSinger]

WaterSinger

The small fae gave a low, regretful whine, and sad look, at Daiki, before loping out into the storm, feeling the winds already began to buffet her body. She cared not for what happened to her, as long as every other wolf was okay. She soon ended up with cuts and bruises from the branches whipping into her slim lean body. She muffled any sounds of pain by clenching her jaw.

[Soul [BUSY]]

The Plot-Twist has officially ended! Everyone MUST PM to me what happened to your characters. I'd prefer in detail.

Example:
Instead of putting; Lucky got hurt
Put; Lucky broke her paw
Or whatever happened to your characters.

Any unfinished RPing can be done in the Shadowed Forest only (unless of course it takes your characters into distant lands) You must still PM to me what you plan to do to your characters.

~Soul