Perhaps changed most of all out of all of the packs is this place. It was stripped out of its forested home and now instead lays at the edge of an ocean. The vast sparkling eternity of the water lays to the south of the land, while the rest of the land is made of rocky outjuttings. Gone are the trees, and all that remains for greenery are the short shrubs that dot the paths in the rock, and the moss that grows thanks to the spray of the waves. Further toward the shore, barnacles are a plenty, and look to cut the pads of those who slip on the wet surface. These extend out into the water itself, and the tough land has multiple caverns scraped into it, providing ample dens for the wolves that live there. Depending on the tide, however, the lower caverns may flood, and the vicious swirling water may prove to be dangerous as there is a strong undertide ready to pull unsuspecting swimmers to their doom. Even the tide itself is powerful enough to push intruders against one cliff or another. The ocean does provide, however, plenty of food for those who brave the waters - there are many breeds of seals and sea lions, though the males that protect each of these are vicious and territorial. There are also turtles that come ashore to breed and to lay their eggs - both the adults and the eggs themselves can provide sustenance to the wolves. But they must take care - the water is deep enough to allow sharks to come to shore from the depths below. Those unwilling to venture the waves or wet their paws with the moist sand of the shore can find snakes and hares in the rocky outcroppings, but they must beware the Komodo dragon and other monitor lizards that perch upon the shore - they are swift and move in groups, not to mention they carry venom in their bite that causes immense pain, paralysis, and prevents blood clotting. This is not the land for the weak of heart or the weak at all really. This is Uyaraut - ‘The Diamond in the Rough’.

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If I risk it all

For a moment they seemed to be doing well. The creature’s mate hadn’t shown up and she was outnumbered 3 to 1. Those weren’t great odds, but they were better than one on one. Dante’s attack came first, sliding under the bruin to grab her soft underside. From his angle, the ivory hessian couldn’t tell whether she’d succeeded or not, but from the slight yelp the queen let out he could guess that the bear had done something. Next came Dakota, and Ro not long after. The warrior kept an eye on his comrade. As the bear reared, he knew he had to go for her hind leg and bring her back onto all fours. Dakota’s attack didn’t hit it’s mark, but neither did the bruin’s attempt to claw him, only managed to reach him with the tips of her knives.

When Rodan’s daggers bit through flesh, he thought that his plan had been executed as he’d intended, but as he tore it away he realized that it was not so. He’s missed the bone that he’d been aiming for, succeeding only in turning the enraged bear’s attention on to him. The creature swung at him, a force made even more powerful by the fact that she was still on two legs and could put her shoulder into it. There was no way he could have dodged it. As soon as mismatched optics registered the strike it hit him. And it hit him hard. The strike flung him back, a crack resounding from somewhere in his leg, he thought. The ringing in his ears kept him from being sure, but the blossoming pain was definitely an indicator. Maybe there was rib as well, he didn’t know. The hessian landed heavily in the dirt, the smell of iron filling the air. Blood. His blood? A wet, sticky feeling came from his chest, as did what felt like burning. This wasn’t just some little nick, the bear had to have caught him with her claws. Not being able to see his chest meant he couldn’t fully tell what had been inflicted, but the bleeding was heavy, more severe than he knew, and beginning to stain the ground. The warrior wasn’t of any more use in this fight.

Ro refused to whimper. That wasn’t his way. He was supposed to be the tough one, after all. But this… this was testing his limits. He gritted his teeth, breathing heavily through his nose. The brute became aware of Nimueh in the brush, making it seem like there were more lupines to come. That seemed to do the trick as the bruin turned tail and ran. Dante barked in happiness. The queen moved into the center of the clearing, barking again to summon the group. The titan forced himself to stand, pushing himself up with his good legs. His vision blurred and he swayed, almost sitting. His chest was on fire, the deep red staining in his snowy coat, but he was making it to Dante if it killed him. It was difficult for the brute to focus on the ethiopianess’ words as his head swam. She was talking about how Bright Moon was their home one minute, the next thanking them.

Rodan meant to nod and smile at her, but that wasn’t what he did. He let out some sort of pained bark of “Healer.” Before his legs gave out. He needed one. He needed one bad.


Could you break my fall?
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