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[Goblin Cat 😸]

Nyx sat in the tree, nodding to the other when she heard the gunshot ringing in her ears. The other wolf like figure disappeared in the direction of the sound, and the dragoness tagged along. When the battle seemed to overwhelming to the lone wolf, she was prepared to fight... But decided not to when an unknown Naga arrived, slaughtering the rest. A loud and harsh pop from her cybernetic arm reminded her that she needed to find tools, and fast.

((I forgot to post a visual for you guys. This is her appearance: http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j82/molinamaniac/1171791621.airraiser_nyx_sketchie_by_airraiser_07.jpg with the colors of my avatar.))

[Vee Katame: His Wolfy]

She stumbled back a couple steps when the light burst out in the darkness. She resisted yelling out from the suprise and brightness of the light that had shined in her eyes and moved so she was behind the tree again, not looking around it for fear of being totally blinded. She could hear zapping and sizzling, and she could smell burning flesh. Her nose scrunched, a disgusted look on her face. Then she heard chunks of what she could only assume to be human parts fly through the air and hit the ground and trees. She practically gagged, even without seeing what actually happened. The light went away and she looked around the tree. She couldn't see much, just a few remaining soldiers who were probably totally confused like she was. She continued to watch the area, waiting to see if anything else was going to happen.

[Marquis Lythis]

((Well, since no one wants to kill them/save them...))

He watched out of the edge of his vision as the wolf fur hesitated, apparently having trouble dealing with his methods. He grinned darkly as he moved into position to strike again. He made more over the top motions this time with intricate motions involving all four arms, like he was weaving a intricate design. that sent the wires slinging between, around, and above the soldiers. He bit down on one wire, rearing back as he pulled tight away from his face with all four arms. The wires closed like a Chinese finger trap as the soldiers realized what was happening and tried to fight their way out, their own struggling making it tighter. They were forced together, save for one that almost escaped... he lost his lower half and an arm in the process. Bloody lines criss-crossed their uniforms, cutting into their skin as the wires continued to close. He laughed coldly again as they pleaded for mercy. They didn't get it. Their blood momentarily filled the air as the trap fully closed, shredding their bodies. Flesh and bone alike was shredded, reducing them to a pile of flesh. He wrapped up the wire carefully and put it away as he slithered out slowly to inspect his work. His icy laugh resounded again as he saw the pile of flesh that used to be several soldiers. His voice darkly sounded off, "Total. Annihilation."

[Dr. Strange]

Saphir smiled. "If you really ned me, I'll be right beside you." She wrapped her arm around his shoulder and led him away from the clearing, towards where fyroh had run off. "Fyroh. FYROH!" She hissed, loking everywhere for him.

[Fyroh Ilqe Gahn]

Fyroh had heard the sounds of fighting nearby; his leg was still hurting, especially after the incident with his leg... On multiple occasions, he had heard footsteps, yet silently retreated every time he heard them... he couldn't risk meeting anyone, except an ally... and in these parts they were scarce, for he knew the rebel base was nearby. Suddenly, he heard footsteps again; he instinctively retreated, away from Saphir, who he didn't know was searching for him, but couldn't risk it not being an ally. Actually, Saphir was the one he least wanted to encounter... if he was found by her, there was no telling of his fate.

He heard another set of footsteps, and started to move away, before a voice sounded; "Fyroh?"
He turned, slowly, and recognised the one with him. It was his old friend, Olhal, fighting on the same side as Fyroh was. Olhal was human, like most of the soldiers. He had several scars and scratches, and wore a knee length trenchcoat over his uniform, yet had the badge on the outside to prove he was a soldier. An MK11 sniper rifle was on his back, and two M11 sub-machine guns were at his belt, along with a desert eagle. Fyroh smiled, and nodded with recognition. "Olhal. It's not safe to be here currently... I'm certain that I'm being followed by rebels, and a traitor."
Olhal frowned. "Fyroh, we're in this together, for your brother." Like Fyroh, he spoke with an English accent.
Fyroh sighed. "I never meant to drag you into this-"
"What do you mean?" Olhal enquired. "I did this of my own accord. I need to help you, and I couldn't bear seeing Vlaardi suffer." he muttered. "Even if you go down, God forbid, I'll carry on fighting for your brother, and all of our freedom. The rebels aren't helping; ignorant fools, though humans and furres have always been opponents, they've been less than helpful. If they want to be killed by aliens, let them be killed. Idiots." Olhal finished.
Fyroh sighed. "Olhal, now isn't the time. I need to get out of here... and my leg is injured."
Olhal shushed him; both of them heard footsteps, and Olhal helped Fyroh to retreat before anybody came.

[Dr. Strange]

Saphir, hearing fyroh and another arguing, she decided to sneak up on them. Circling around the voices, she pounced fyroh and then got off, looking horribly guilty and worried about something. "I'm sorry fyrho..For everything.."

[Fyroh Ilqe Gahn]

Fyroh instantly freaked out as soon as he was touched; he threw her off practically as soon as she'd touched him. Suddenly recognising her, his mouth widened and he backed away, but she was greeted by Olhals M11 to the back of her head. "Keep quiet." Olhal whispered to her fiercely. "I'm assuming this is the one you mentioned... the traitor..." he muttered. Fyroh nodded. "How did you know?"
"It's obvious." Olhal replied simply. Both seemed to have disregarded the fact that she'd apologised. Fyroh grunted. Olhal kept the gun firmly to her head. "Should we take her back to camp? She might make a good prisoner..."
"Forget it. Let her go." Fyroh said, turning away. Olhal lowered his gun, then Fyroh added, "Saphir... you may as well kill me now. I can tell you'll end up doing it anyway."
Olhal looked furious at the concept, and rose his gun again. "Fyroh, I'm not letting a traitor kill you, especially not while I'm here."

[Dr. Strange]

Saphir looked horrified and shook her head. "I couldn't..No. I wouldn't.." She withheld the other part and looked at the ground guiltily. "I can't kill you.." She whispered, reaching into her robe and removing all her wepons.Throwing them at his feet, she sank to the ground, tears streaming down her face. I want to tell him but my head is telling me not to.. My heart is screaming and i can't quiet it till i tell him how i see him...

[Fyroh Ilqe Gahn]

Fyroh instantly looked guilty. Even Olhal lowered his gun, wishing he hadn't done anything, strapping it to his belt again. A tear crept down Fyrohs face as well. "I'm sorry." he whispered, lowering to the ground next to her, and rubbed her back, ignoring the weapons. Olhal looked like he was going to give Fyroh another warning about trusting traitors and such, but thought better of it, and stepped back, leaning against a tree.

[Dr. Strange]

Saphir shrugged off his hands and got to her feet, glaring at olhal before stalkin away, now bawling her eyes out. "I HATE YOU!!" She yelled quietly, sitting on a rock and hugging herself. "But i love you.." She whispered, curling into a ball on the rock and leeting her tears stain her muzzle.

[Marquis Lythis]

The serpentine figure moved with purpose, simply saying, "And now for that traitor..." He slithered at a fair clip for him right past the wolf fur, merely giving her a glance and a grin, flashing his mouthful of sharp semi-opaque amber teeth.

[Dr. Strange]

Saphir, Hearing the naga, ran ack to fyrho and burrowed her head into his arms, shivering uncontrollably. "Don't let him... I can't get there in time..I love you..." She whispered in his ear, blushing a dark red.

[Fyroh Ilqe Gahn]

Fyroh didn't touch her; he didn't know what she'd do. She just said she hated him, but now...? He was confused, but him and Olhal drew their guns simultaneously, not to harm Saphir, but to defend her, and themselves, from anything that came near.

[Vee Katame: His Wolfy]

She had heard conversation in the distance and, after a bit, she heard a female voice yell, "I HATE YOU!!!" That doesn't sound too good... Then she heard a male voice very close to her say, "And now for that traitor..." She turned her head and saw a figure slither by and grin. She shivered, watched it pass, and continued to follow it's movement to see where it was headed.

[Marquis Lythis]

((And...the rest will have to wait...got work.))

He paused when Shana started following. He said in a low tone as he looked back at her, "War is brutal and unforgiving. If you can't deal with it go home, angelfish." He put on some special gloves, they looked like they were padded and good for gripping while he continued grinning.