Post by firewolf on Dec 28, 2009 20:17:10 GMT -5
OOC: Kyra talking is in bold, her replies to herself are in italics.
Where are you going?
I don't know...
What are you doing?
I don't know...
Do you know anything?
I don't know...
GRR you're useless! I hate you so much!
I know..
As this rather odd conversation continued, a pair of chipmunks watched as they laughed hysterically. Before them was a medium gray emaciated looking wolf with odd black tribal markings. Her bat wings looked stronger then the rest of her but they limp next to her body. They looked around and did not see another wolf anywhere in sight. Not only that but there was not a single animal or plant in front of the crazed female wolf. She was arguing with...herself? At the realization, the chipmunks laughed even louder.
Shut up...just shut up! The rodents quickly scattered as the wolf bared snake like fangs at them. When the annoying creatures were gone, the wolf sheathed her fangs and closed her mouth. Her blood red eyes stared into the void left in the path. She was alone, always alone. The only thing keeping her alive was the sound of her own voice.
Kyra was dying. Through her veins was the venom of copperhead snakes. They had bitten her when she had stupidly followed her love into a cave. He was her affair and in return he became her curse. He was also her cure and had become an obsession. Kyra had to find him or the venom would kill her. She could use it to her advantage...a very small advantage. It was toxic to prey animals but if she bit another wolf, it would simply cause a flu like illness and a headache for a few days. They could not die. The benefits certainly did not outweigh the fact that the night she had thought was the best night of her life...had been anything but.
So she was insane. She talked to herself. She wandered the world wondering if she would ever find the one named Damian. Kyra knew she had stumbled upon the lands of a pack. She knew she should probably run away from the borders before they came to kill her. But that was the logical side talking. The venom told her to continue on her one way path to Hell. And so...Kyra continued to walk. She did not eat, she did not sleep, and she did not stop talking. Perhaps to the joy of the creatures watching her painful journey to a cure, Kyra collapsed in the middle of the path.
They'll kill you, you know
I know...just stay, just rest.