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[Fyroh Ilqe Gahn]

"Ugh, tell me about it." Olhal muttered. "I'm only in on it for the pay. Best friends brother, sickness, all that, I'm trying to help cure him. Oh, and the fact that I was bound to get caught up in it eventually... It doesn't help that the rebels have thrust the responsibility of a traitor onto me. I'm suprised he didn't kill me. Worst part is, me friend has a thing for her, so..." He suddenly realised he was probably being incredibly boring, and stopped talking. He quickly created a fireball in his hand, for warmth and light.

[Vee Katame: His Wolfy]

She listened intently to what he said. It was nice to talk to someone since she hadn't had a decent conversation in what seemed like forever. She saw a flash of the firelight and flinched slightly, but relaxed when she realized that he was one of those people who could control an element that she'd heard about. "That's an understandable reason for being in this war. I was basically pushed into it. I didn't want to fight but my parents guilt-tripped me into it. They used the fact that my brother had fought in the war between the humans and furries and had died protecting me, so I should honor him by fighting. Fact is, he wouldn't want me in this war." She looked down at the ground sadly for a second as she walked, then lifted her head. "A traitor? Oh yes, the Naga spoke of a traitor. I saw him talking with you and I thought he would've killed you. I was surprised when he didn't but relieved too. Since he was the one who minced those soldiers, I thought he might do so to you too." She glanced back at him then forward again. "Yeah, any good kind of relationship in a war isn't exactly safe. Companionships can be killers." She scratched her head, and felt like she had really said too much or had said something he wouldn't like. She kicked a small rock out of her foot's path as she walked on.

[Fyroh Ilqe Gahn]

Olhal breathed through his teeth. "Ouch, thats harsh. My mother died of natural causes... and I don't know, but I think I may have killled my father during war-like combat. Hopefully not..." He sighed. "I don't know what I'd do if my parents did that to me. And yeah, I'm glad he didn't kill me as well... obviously." He chuckled. "Ah, but I was suprised at how he left me like that. For a moment, I was seriously worried that he really WAS going to kill me... and you know what? I don't trust that traitor one bit. Sure, she can go all gooey, but I bet she's just using Fyroh... and then, they'll both convert to either rebels, or worse..." He sighed. "I'd rather not think about it. He's such a fool for love... been used so many times. It's strange, cus I'm actually worried that his brother is asexual... and get this. Fyroh is furry, and his brother is human... they're SO different." He sighed. "Ah, if only this bloody war could be over and done with soon. Then again, it aidn't gonna be over until we wipe out those aliens, and we have to fight to achieve that... Nowhere is safe any more." He sighed. A gentle conversation was relaxing; and he needed to relax after the near-death situation.

[Vee Katame: His Wolfy]

She made an unsure face, not that he could see it anyway. "Yeah, you definately wouldn't like that guilt-trip thing. It is harsh and horrible." She looked down again but quickly looked back up. She chuckled. "Well, I think anyone would be happy if they weren't killed. I wouldn't trust the traitor either. She is a traitor after all. Yeah, I think you're right. She might just be using your friend but, who knows? She is capable of feeling so she might really like him. Wow...I've never heard of a mixed family before." She sighed. "I know. I just don't like having to fight when I didn't join willingly in the first place." It was weird for her to think back on what her parents did and to think about her brother's death. She had been right there when it happened. He had protected her. She had always blamed herself and she still did. Holding him as he had died, she had cried her heart out. She could remember his last words perfectly. "I'll always be protecting you. Don't forget..." She whispered to herself. She looked down at the ground as she walked and kicked another rock.

[Fyroh Ilqe Gahn]

"Yeah... curses and whatnot. Of course it's not natural, I would have given Fyrohs mother VERY strange looks if she gave birth to a furry, even though she's human." He laughed. "I'm worried, either way. A traitor is a traitor... and let me tell you, I really feel sorry for you about what your parents did to you. I'd tell them that they aren't worthy parents any more, if I were you... then again, I'm just harsh like that to people most of the time." He sighed. He looked at her, and noticed her sad face; so he decided to stop talking, and let her think. He brightened the flame he was holding as they walked on... forgetting that he could well be attracting the enemy.

[Vee Katame: His Wolfy]

Her mind was racing and she didn't like it. She hadn't thought about these for a while and her mind hadn't raced like this in a long time. She wasn't used to having time to think. She sighed. "Ah, I see. Yeah...they haven't treated me the same since my brother's death. He was always their favorite out of the two of us and I think they blame me for his death and hate me for it. Although, I can't really blame them...I hate and blame myself for it too. I just miss him so much. He was my best friend." She frowned and looked up towards the sky as she continued onward.

[Fyroh Ilqe Gahn]

He sighed. "Favourtism sucks..." he muttered. "It must be so hard. I'm sorry that this happened to you." he said awkwardly, not knowing what to say or do. Suddenly, he heard gunshot in the distance, and lowered the intensity of his flame, to just a little bigger than a matchflame. "There's fighting there... we should avoid it. I reckon we should get back to camp... if only I knew where I was..." He sighed. "Burnt my map."

[Vee Katame: His Wolfy]

She sighed as well. "It is hard...I try not to think about it but sometimes I can't stop it." She sniffled a little and then directed her attention away from the sky when she heard the gunshot. She rubbed her eyes and scratched her nose. "Yeah, umm...I believe camp's this way." She pointed in the direction away from the gunshots and then headed in the direction she had just pointed in. She chuckled a little, thinking about the last part of what she said. She really did need to laugh more; it took her mind away from her thoughts of hate, blame, and sadness. She shook her head, trying to clear her bad thoughts and stop herself from crying any more than she just had without him knowing.

[Erin]

Name: Eranlo  (I'm a girl, by the way)

Species: Egyptian Lynx

Rebel


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I stumbled around the battlefield, my left shoulder badly wounded. My vision was blurred, and I could barely dodge the passing bullets. But nobody would notice me anyway in this damned war. I took a few steps and collapsed, right in front of a soldier. He went to pick me up, maybe to kill, maybe to save me. I growled. Despite my small size, I was a fighter. I extracted my claws and began tearing at his flesh, until most of his body had been savaged, and he collapsed, dead. It took up all my strength to destroy him. I collapsed, my body upon his.

[Dr. Strange]

SAphir woke and wiped her eyes, throat useless from her long scream. She struggled to her feet as the steel-like blood she had coursing through her veins kicked in. Silently stumbling away from the river back in the directio she had run, she saw Fyroh a few meters ahead and stopped short; she was pretty sure it was either an illusion or a trap the others had set for her. After all, she WAS a traitor by all means of the word and definition. She sighed. "Again I walk this lonely road, the only one i knowe. And it pains me to watch them walk away but I know its better this way." She sang softly, moving closer. "I  was throw out of my home a long while ago with just my wits and a small dagger to learn to stick up for myself and the weak. I shown up never again and that's how the story ends. Oh, why didn't I ever return, you ask? I never belonged anywhere, alwaya a loner with which there were no waiting, bright faces with, warm, welcomingly open arms. I can fend for myself just fine and I can do without your pity." She sang, sitting a meter from him on a tree branch.

"What a life it is that I, the daughter of a lonely pheasant, must walk in his shoes for all eternity. What a killer." She scoffed. Her eyes turned dark and icy as she reached out to gently prod him. "Hey. I'm back."

[Fyroh Ilqe Gahn]

Fyroh had stopped as soon as he'd heard the singing; not daring to look around. He did turn as she finished, though. "Saphir..." he breathed. He didn't know what to say, or do. He stood there, for several minutes, just staring into her eyes... and doing little else. Eventually, he managed to say, "I miss you."

Olhal smiled. "You sure? Well, anywhere is better than there." He walked along with her, somewhat doubting that it was the way, but kept his trust in her. Suddenly, he heard a footstep; not wasting any time, he reached for his belt and pulled out one of his M11s. He paused; and then heard Fyroh. He quickly ducked; and motioned for Shana to do the same. Slowly and silently, he crept towards where Fyroh and Saphir were; making sure not to reveal himself, and put out his flame. He didn't risk looking, only listening.

Fyroh hadn't noticed anything.

[Dr. Strange]

Saphir smiled then it quickly changed to a frown. "Your 'friend' is over there." She replied, pointing behind her. "And I missed you too." She sighed heavily and hugged him gently, wishing she hadn't interfered or revealed anything about herself. Her ears picked up a few thumps and she whipped her head in the direction of the battlefield she had jst come from. Letting go of Fyroh and ducking, she whisled a high, irritating tone. 'The winds blow from the direction of the sun and moons rising as the world falls into chaos.' 'And we stand together forever, even though we know our time has come.' came the reply. She frowned deeper and tapped Fyroh's leg. "Someone's here...REbel. And they're ticked."

[Fyroh Ilqe Gahn]

Fyroh got a firmer grip on his rifle; ready to attack.
"Drat." Olhal muttered, when he realised his cover had been blown; not wasting a second, he jumped by Fyroh's side, stood behind Fyroh's back in case the attacker was behind them, and took out both of his M11s, with flaming fists; he considered setting his head on fire, but that didn't help his eyesight when he did that.

[Dr. Strange]

"1. I'm a wolf retard. 2. They're in front of me and on Fyroh's left. Male. Five to six foot in height, 120-150 pounds. Heavy set. Looking for help. Badly scratched arms, slaughtered back, bones showing and his face is torn from left eye to right cheek diagnally. Put the guns down. He sn't armed and he's losing blood fast." She finished, listening intently for more noise. When she heard a third thunmp she ran off more information.

"Right leg is broken, favors left. His armor is gone- too heavy. He's trying to carry a girl. She's foru, maybe four five. 100 pounds, slightly scrathed, scar on left cheek, down her leg, on her right hand there are several bones showing. Mostly broken or shattered right arm. Almost dead." She looked even harder and saw the man approaching. "Hunched over the girl to protect her better, brown hair...green eyes, full of pain and suffering. And-- he's not a human...looks it, but hes a--" She stopped for a second as a cold rock dropped into her stomach and cool realization played across her face. "A wolf. Half-half. Again, put. The. Guns. Down."

[Fyroh Ilqe Gahn]

Fyroh obeyed her the first time she asked, but Olhal only lowered his guns slightly, even after asking twice; he didn't trust Saphir. Both of them looked to the rebels that were being described. Olhal continued to keep a firm grip on the guns.