Kadence followed her two 'brothers' into the borders of the woods. It had been a long fight with the creek wolves and her cheek was bleeding heavily, matting her dark fur with crimson. Her sides were bruised and scratched but on her face was a look of triumph. They had beaten those mangy mutts and she was eager to find out what Meldresi planned to do next.
When they reached the alpha's cave the dark assassin stayed behind Bane and dipped her head respectfully to her leader and role model. She waited intently for the dark queen to speak but she couldn't help straining her neck a little to get a glimpse of the little bundles of pup that were tucked away in the darkness.
With the amount of trespassers they had seemed to be getting, it was no surprise Kove had been taking the time to trail the borders of the territory, especially the ones that had other packs lingering close by. When the call of the leader broke the silence, though, he'd stopped dead in his tracks in order to answer it. He was curious to hear what she had to say, and wasted no time in his trek to her location. As he neared, however, he was slightly taken aback by the physical appearances of three other members. It was hard to image a member of Blackfeather could take such a beating, but he was sure the other side had sustained injuries far worse—especially since he knew two of them were members of the Brotherhood.
Kove came to a stop once he was a decent length from the two bloodied shadows, but said nothing. His head dipped in both greeting and respect to the Queen, but after that he made no other movements. The only thing that moved were his coppery orbs as they traced the wounds of the three returning lupines.
Since Slade hasn't replied yet I'm just going to continue this! (no official rounds, just until everyone posts.
@Bane @Crescendo @Kadence @Kove
Meldresi did not have to wait long. Bane responded, telling her that they had arrived in the territory. After a few moments, her fighters had returned, bloodied, but with the sharp glint in their eyes that accompanied victory. Bane spoke to her, inquiring of the pups first as she rose and examined their wounds.
"As of right now they are sleeping peacefully." She said, circling him to assess his body. She did the same with Kadence and Crescendo, surmising that the trio had sustained wounds that would scar, but nothing life-threatening.
Kove had come in soon after the victorious warriors, staying a decent distance away from them as she strode towards the herbs. The priestess noticed that Slade had not yet answered her call, but pushed the matter aside. It was not a formal pack meeting anyhow. He could afford to miss it this time.
She tended to Bane first, recognizing that his front paw was going to need the most attention. It looked horrible, mangled and bloodied like that, but she was certain it would heal. She cleaned the paw tenderly, pausing for a moment to give orders to the four gathered wolves.
"I want reports from all three of you, especially about who you fought and how many wounds they themselves received. Kove," She said, her eyes briefly fixating on the white male in the shadows.
"Come here, I need you to help me with their wounds."
When his name was called, Kove stepped forward and walked over towards the priestess. He'd never known much about herbs, only that a leafy one called 'plantain' helped with cuts and scrapes. Going by the look of the wounds on the three returning wolves, however, he wasn't so sure how much help those leaves would be even if they had some. He was positive the Queen had stronger stuff that would work much better, though, so he looked to her once he was close enough to speak respectfully. “What is it you need me to do, exactly?” the pale wolf inquired, ready to do whatever he was told to.
While he awaited instructions to follow through on, his mind wandered to thoughts and images of what the other party might look like. He imagined them being far worse off, as he could not see any others as being capable of matching the strengths of the Blackfeather wolves. The marks left would heal, he was sure, but how long it would take was a different story. That, he was unsure of, but hoped it to be sooner rather than later. Another topic that came to mind was what hey would do in retaliation. Kove wanted to know what type of plan the priestess might have in mind, but did not ask right away. They had a bigger problem at the moment, which was working to do whatever it was to clean the returning wolves' wounds and help them along in their healing process.
A small smile touched Crescendo's features, a rare, real one. "It was a honor to fight along with true warriors," he said humbly, dipping his head to Bane and Meldresi. He shifted slightly in order to put less weight on his mangle foreleg, but quickly looked back up the others. "They were fools, to attack us." he said proudly. "They were lucky to escape with their lives."In his mind, no wolf stood to win against any member of Blackfeather. Though he had sustained a few wounds, his enemy had sustained many more.
Kadence nodded in agreement to Crescendo, him voicing her exact thoughts. "They definitely know that we are not a pack to be messed with now. Hopefully they will spread the word." she said smirking, imagining the stupid mutts running back to their pack, terror clear on their faces. It's what they deserved, trying to mess with the Blackfeather wolfs.
She was grateful that Meldresi was such a good healer, because even though she hadn't attained any major injuries, the scratches still stung like hell.
Despite the gashes and bruises her warriors received, they had won the battle, and crowed it to her without hesitation. Bane himself even fought and alpha, and won. She was proud of them, and she let it show in the smile she gave to all three of them.
"Good. Very good." She praised them.
Meldresi turned to the Dark Brother who had not participated in the battle, his white pelt looking like fresh snow when compared to the likes of Bane.
"Pass out these pieces of moss so they can clean their wounds, and help them clean whatever they can't reach." she said, wandering from Bane to Crescendo to examine his paw.
"Bane, tell me about Scimitar. I want to know what Swiftcurrent's leader is like."
When the order was given, Kove carried it out quietly, not wanting any of his words to overlap with those of Bane. He picked up the moss and gave some to each of the wolves, letting them go about their cleansing once done. The man was not entirely sure as to who would need—or even want—help cleaning, so he awaited for any of them to speak up and say so. In the meantime, his eyes looked closely at each of the wounds he could see, and his ears listened for what the other pale wolf had to say about the leader of the opposing pack. With how easy it had been to get some information out of an allegedly loyal member of the pack, he wouldn't be surprised to hear just how weak the other had to be. From what they'd already said, it appeared as if the enemy was not nearly as strong as those in Blackfeather.
Meldresi nodded; Swiftcurrent wolves would know better now than to trespass or to provoke their pack. Word of mouth would spread the tale, corrupt it into something darker. The priestess smiled. Perfect.
"You have all deserved your rest, and a meal. Relax and let Kove and I tend to your wounds and you can sleep the rest of the day away if you wish." She grabbed her supplies and began dolling out the herbs, wrapping wounds with cobweb-laden herbs. They had begun the Dark Brotherhood's reign of terror, and who knew where this dark path would lead them next.
Last post for me!
Kadence nodded and gave Meldresi an appreciative smile as she took some moss from Kove and started to clean the scratches that littered her body. She took a seat as Meldresi went presumably to get more supplies. It had been a tough battle, but just as she had expected, the Blackfeather wolves had come out on top and she was proud to be in their midst. She let her thoughts drift into a haze as she sat there, content with her place in the world.
Last post from me. c:
The man was oblivious to the ways of healing, but was actually somewhat thankful it was he who would be helping out the Queen with tending to the wounds of the injured. It presented him with a learning opportunity—simple, but useful nonetheless. He paid careful attention to what the dark woman did to the first few wounds she encountered, before going about with helping and repeating her actions himself. It wasn't perfect, and most likely paled in comparison to Meldresi's work, but it was good enough to get the job done. That was all that could be expected of Kove, though, since he'd never helped out with the wounds of another before. As he went along, he tried to imagine just how badly those on the opposite had it, before chalking it up to just being worse than what he was seeing on his fellow pack members. It would teach them, the enemy and anyone else, to not mess with those from the dark forest. The Inuit liked that idea, too, and kept it in his mind as he continued on with helping with the wounds.