ooc: this thread is terribly confusing but HEY CANCERS HERE
Carcino left Remedy with Azazel feeling only half-certain she'd be alright. He sped through the caves, though, ignoring his guilt for leaving her there. Remedy wouldn't understand, but it was for the best. He might not come back from this. Every time Carce went into battle, he made peace with whatever gods there were, in hopes the Ancients would welcome his spirit if ever he failed to survive. To win. To protect.
His heart pumped hard as he made it to Eridanus, and quickly, located his beloved with the others. Familiar and unfamiliar faces had gathered, but no deer. No cubs. No Cure. Carcino boiled as he prowled closer to Ammy's side, his armor glinting under the new colors of the forest. He'd worn all but his mask, which still wasn't ready for use again. Summoning gemstone into just the right shape was hard enough- he couldn't force it. So, unmasked, he stood with a feirce expression beside Amaria, taking only a moment to run his chin across her scaled cheek in a mixed gesture- reassurance and claim. After all that had been taken from him lately, the idea that he might be fighting side-by-side with Amaria frightened him. If he lost her again...
The group was surrounding a wolf, one who looked worse for wear. The obvious signs of battle wounds clouded what might've been a beautiful canine's pelt. She was speaking to Leon, but there were many other familiar faces as well. None of which took Carce's attention immediately. His mind was a mess, all battle-ready and unseeing. Uncaring. He wanted his girl back. A rumble in his throat, he'd get her back, one way, or another.
More and more seemed to gather and this in itself eased Arkraels worries if only for a little while. A smile turned up towards Kerberos as he came into view. She nodded her acknowledgement of him before she looked to Fisher and the other two that had came in about the same time as well. As Leon spoke her attention went back to him. A dark frown painted over her features but she finally gave him a nod of agreement to his words. That would be fine. She needed to start telling everyone about. She was just about to turn around and hop up onto her opal throne gem that towered over the others, maybe not kerb, but that was besides the point, when a familiar feline came rushing over. Her brows furrowed as the look on the leopards features was not one of curiosity, but of an anxious panic. Not to mention the feline did not look at all like she did when she had last seen her. "Ammy?" she questioned as she quickly looked over her new dragon like features. Though with a quick shake of her head she pinned a firm look to the feline "Just give me a little bit and then we can talk," she spoke gently seeing the urgent need in her eyes.
A pang in her chest arose as she pinned her ears back. 'Origin please don't let that have been a cub that belonged to you,' She whispered in thought as she turned and bounded up on top of the opal gem. Turning around she faced all the gathered gembounds. For a moment she sat there, rather unsure on how to even begin telling them what all was going on. It wasn't very often she got up in the middle of an entire group, but she couldn't dwell on that now. "I'm not sure how many of you are aware of what's going on in Orion right now, but..." she paused for a moment, looking from one gembound to the next, "there is a stag who has claimed home in that area. Some of you may know of him, some may not. His name is Vazi Hasira, though he has been going by Hasira as of late. I have been watching him closely for the pass several cycles and he is becoming a great threat to everyone in the caves. Everyone except for the few herbivores that have sworn allegiance to him."
"he has harmed Cubs before. The last one I knew of was a young white lion. I am not quite sure what has happened to this young one, but just the other day he uh...." at this she paused, hesitating to speak of the traumatized cub that was still tucked safely away in her den. The little cub hadn't said much since the assault, only spoke of her name before closing up entirely. She barely even ate unless Arkrael forced it. She tried not to look at Amaria as she did not want to know just yet what she was speculating. "The other day he brought another cub here... In an attempt to accuse me of things I had not placed. That I had stolen the lion cub from him. As much as I would like to claim that blame it is untrue. He harmed the child in attempts to use her against me. As to which I responded... We fought. And he had fled. The cub is with me. She's a bit worse for wear but she will make it just fine...." at this she again paused and forced herself to look at Leon and Amaria. The leopard had tears in her eyes, with a rage set deep within the stunning blue orbs. Her heart sunk and she knew right away. For now though, she continued.
"That is not why I have called you all here. Hasira has to be stopped. No more can we tolerate his foul deeds against Cubs and even grown gembounds. He will not stop until every last carnivore is either his slave or dead. He is no doubt plotting his next move since he lost the fight here against me the other day. There is no telling when, but we need to be ready. We need to protect the caves from his vile taint. Especially for the young gembounds who would have no chance against him. He has shown it already that he will take any child he can and threaten to rip them apart if we do not conform to his ways. So....I ask each and everyone of you for your assistance. I can not face him alone. There is no doubt in my mind that he will gather his own forces to challenge me once again. To challenge any carnivore or any others whom do not wish to see things his way. We cannot allow him to do this anymore..." by the time she had gotten half way through her speech another feline strolled in, loving his way next to Amaria and she could have flinched. She hoped they would understand why she had not focused on Cure just yet. She cleared her thoughts and looked away from the two, once again looking after one gembound to the next, "Who's willing to help?" she left it at that. Waiting for the responses of the others before she continued any further.
Ooc: I will get tags up when I get home.
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The silent guardian watched the gathering from the shadows, silent as a wraith he observed them and listened to what the she wolf said. He knew of this Hasira, knew of the crimes she committed, the sins she laid with day after day, yet he would not answer the summon.
It was not the first time that he would have ignored the summons. Many would call him a coward, a craven fool, that he was scared of fighting, when it was the exact opposite. He did not fear death, he did not fear the darkness, or the evil brought on by war and the hunger for power.
What he feared was what he had always feared, that the chrysalis in the caves where he made his home would be used against him, should he ever pick a side, so he never had. He was on his own side, he had killed many who had thought to threaten the unborn lives of his charges and he had cut them down, time and again.
He felt the ages weigh down on him as he listened to the earnest summons of the she wolf, to think that creatures such as they with the magic abilities they had still fought over the age old struggles was something that saddened him. He hated fighting, he hated hating anything, he just wanted things to be left in peace, for everyone to be happy. It was a fool's wish, but then if that made him a fool, then so be it.
Leon listened to his friend deliver a passionate speech against the evil stag. So it seemed he had made his way to Eridanus then. He was relieved to have heard that the cub he took - Cure - was safe, considering Amaria had been so worried. They all had been. But Arkrael managed to save her, and now they were going to launch an attack against the stag with torches and pitchforks. In the back of his mind, he still felt it his fault - he too had tried to save the cub, though his disappearance made Leon wonder if he really did manage to escale after the fight with Vazi. "I'm with you, Arkrael. He needs to pay for what he's done." The bear's voice, hardened with disdain, rose up with stark determination. He needn't say much else. Leon would delight in punishing the evil stag.
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