Huckleberry was screaming. Screaming and screaming and screaming. As he ran, stumbled, fell, and stood again. Running far away, far through Polaris, get far, get far, AWAY. Everything was pain, everything was agony. His entire body seized and protested against the radiation that pulsed through his veins and nerves. He was shutting down, but still, he ran.

His magic was starting to go crazy. Light flashed from his gem, attempting to create some spell, destroy something and cause chaos, but nothing happened. Merely sparks flew from his head as he finally gave up and flopped on the ground. Moaning and groaning, he cried and screaming. This was not fair! Why did he hurt so much? What did he do?! Why did the bird have to do that to him...to his family!

His family! He had abandoned them. His moans grew louder as shame came across everything and, suddenly, his own pain didn't matter. He had left his family behind! That was something he could never never never never do! He cried and beat at the ground, a child throwing a tantrum of pain and misery.

He continued to cry as he thought about what he had done wrong. Mama had said to attack the bird and he had. Was that wrong? Was following Mama's orders wrong, for some reason? Was he not supposed to hurt people? But no, Mama did it and Mama was fine! Actually, mama was not fine. She had been hit too! Then it was the bird! The bird was evil! And Huckleberry had left his family to deal with him themselves!

The anger that welled within him was so great that it was unleashed through his gem. But the magic went awry from his breaking mind and, instead of booming out in a loud clap of thunder, it rang through his body, setting all of his nerves alight and sending a loud clanging noise through his ears. His eyes went wide and rolled and he screamed a terrible, horrific scream as his body spasmed with pain.

Lights were flickering in and out of his vision, things were going dim and bright all at the same time. Images passed through his eyes and mind and things stabbed into his pelt. He heard voices and laughter through his ears, screams and moans that were cut off suddenly and he laughed with them, he screamed with them, he cried with them. His entire body was jerking and foam bubbled at the corner of his mouth. His eyes were wide and unblinking, looking straight forward at nothing.

Tears were streaming down her face as the volts finally lessened and released from her body. She was still screaming herself hoarse - blood was starting to trickle from her mouth from the force of her shouts and cries. More magic sparked from her gem, this time filling the air with a static the also tickled her own skin, making her nerves go numb. She panted hard through the pain and the anguish, still beating at the ground.

What would her family think? Would they hate her for this? For running away? Would Mama attack her or drive her away? Mama was scary, after all. Each thought sent more volts into the air until the atmosphere around her was charged with electricity and static. But she didn't notice, she didn't care. All she could do was cry and scream.

As the young gembound cried, more and more static was thrown into the air. Cracks of thunder rang through Polaris as spell after spell was cast from the apatite gem on their forehead. Their screams and cries were rivaled only by the deafening bangs. They were strong enough to be heard all throughout the cave and even in the tunnels leading away. It was like the storm all over again, the storm that Huckleberry had never known, but his mother had that had blazed in the darkness.

Huckleberry could barely hear the wolf's shout over her own screams and the claps of thunder that continued to ring from her gem. Barely. But she did. And it terrified her. Maybe it was the bird, come to finish her off? Maybe it was some enemy, there to try and get her to lower her defenses. No, yes! Yes yes yes yes yes yes

that was it, yes yes, that was it, enemy. Mama said they were all enemies. Only the family was not enemies. Yes, yes, KILL

Through tears and cries, Huckleberry forced himself to move. It was extremely painful, his nerves quivering from the lightning and his body wracked with radiation poisoning and more cries came as he moved so that the creature was in sight. He had not idea what it was, with that strange gem on its face. But it was an ENEMY. YEs, it could not be anything else! This was what convinced her and she cried out again, this time with anger and fear as a thing jolt of static sparked from her gem, straight towards the wolf. She shivered as the aftereffects ran through her, but it was nothing compared to everything else. She was too focused, anyways, on watching the wolf. It needed to fall and scream with her, scream with terror as she screamed with terror. FEAR. PAIN. DEATH.

It started as soon as it stopped. As soon as the lightning began to collect by the wolf's lightning rod, Huckleberry felt all the effort leave their body. All the will to continue fighting dissipating like it was nothing. Tears rolled down their face as they looked at the wolf, their screaming dying down until it was a small, bottled sobbing. The thunderclaps ringing through the cave began to go quiet as all the magic they were using quickly disspersed and stopped shooting out randomly from their gem. Too much pain, too much too much too much.

Everything hurt, even their feelings. Whatever feelings they had. Why had they attacked the wolf? Weren't they trying to help? They didn't know and they hated themselves for it. Huckleberry continued to cry and curled in on themselves, trying to hide their face from the wolf. "Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry..." the muttered between sobs and tears. How could they make up for what they had done?

Mood: Dismal