furry d&d

[XXxMaximuMXXx]

suddenly stands up and stands towards the noise"ill hold them of dont worry, you get going ill catch you up...its about time he learned a lesson"she sneered and started to run towards thr predator

[Dr. Strange]

The kits huddled beside her, nudging her gently. They could tell she wasn't feeling well.

[XXxMaximuMXXx]

she swung round to see if they were moving"come on you have to go"she shouted slightly

[Dr. Strange]

She lay there, slipping in and out of conscienceness. Serous lay beside her head, mewing quietly. Tommy seemed to be staring off into nothing, ignoring all of them.

[Somebody]

Tezztor walked into the markets where he had last seen the wolf. Peasants where running about in panic, throwing the place into a uproar. He walked around from building to building searching. He sniffed the air and caught their scent amongst the putrid bile that was this foul community. He did not smile this time, he wanted revenge and he planned on getting it.

[XXxMaximuMXXx]

she decided it was safe no longer and went about picking up broken, she knew the kits wuld follow she would try to, no she would protct them as much as she could

[Thaddeus Q. Wolfe]

Simel aided her, lifting the poisoned female by her shoulders.

"I told her not to make a larger cut, the poisons spread too far, we need to find Serous's father before she dies."

[Dr. Strange]

She woke with a grunt. "Pfft. I'm tired is all." She growled at Simel. "You worry too much foxy." She smirked, laying her head against Max. "I haven't slept since last month. I just need sleep and I'm a zombie. Let me sleep?"

[Somebody]

He wandered closer to where the scent eminated from. "Where oh where are you hiding" he said cheekishly. He scraped his claws along a building, circling it till he came across its entrance. He slowly slunk to the side of the door and along the wall till he came across a window and peered inside. Quickly he ducked again. "Gotcha" he said slinking back to the door. He raised his daggers, waiting for just the right moment.

[XXxMaximuMXXx]

she perked her ears up at a sudden sound "god darn hes already here"she whispered through griited teeth"right you ll have to tke her, ill see about the kids in a minute, just let me see what i can do here" she turned and closed her eyes letting the power flow through her bodys o she glowed then sh thrww out her wings and jumped out the window ready for action. she turned quickly through the glass, hoping to catch him of gaurd and threw all the shattered glass towards him.

[Dr. Strange]

As she slumped against Simel in exhaustion, the kits clambered up his legs to cuddle in her limp arms, shivering in fear.

[Thaddeus Q. Wolfe]

He glances around, he needed to find a way to escape, he wouldn't have much time and the older female was ignorant to her current situation. He sees a door towards the back of the room. not even knowing where it heads he pulls them through, hiding them from the danger.

[Dr. Strange]

Serous stands up in Sam's arms and jumps down, whispering and gesturing frantically from Simel to Tommy then to Sam, muttering in a strange tongue. "Gala elk machfrien. Frenk faor grata. Moi Faira Sinclair. Tre esth iom herc vail haila." Noting the look of utter confusion on the other kits face, she changed speed. "She is dying. We need some herbs. Get Fara. She will collect them for me." She glanced at Samantha and sighed in annoyance, flicking her tail. "Delair oin frema. Grot ahl scair."

[Thaddeus Q. Wolfe]

Simel had to act fast, it would not be too much longer before his curse would cause him to black out and freeze. Sam needed help and Fara could give it to her.

"FAyyherr....."

His call turned to a moan as he slipped into unconciousness, unable to react to any thing around him. Scared for his father, Tommy jumped onto him, trying to wake him.

[Dr. Strange]

Growling on frustration, Serous threw her hands in the air and ran out of the room. "FAIRA! SINC OIY MOY FREIA!!!" She shouted, flicking her tail back and forth as an old jaguar sidled up next to her.
"What is it, Serous Singer?"
"Ma freeir ishd jukkal." She replied, anger brightening her eyes.
"I see. Let's go then. Gret hial forma."

They got back to the house and the graying jaguar stood over Sam's body, muttering. "Jakkil moi bakks, noni pluis ijk. Serous, hel maa jakkial. Moi benigh?"