Chimera Fields gold heart; silver tears

It was quite nice to be out and about, searching with Allure again, but with Cypress as well. It was a bit of a treat, getting to spend time with not only Allure but her brother as well, as he had always hoped to get closer to her family members and find himself in their favour. The silver-dusted youngster loped ahead of them and breached a hill in the distance, stopping there for a moment. He didn't take much notice at first, as he'd turned his head sideways to cast a warm smile at Allure, but as soon as sideways movement caught his peripheral vision, his eyes snapped back to the boy who had swayed on his feet in a delirious manner. It was then that the scents hit him, and he could feel Allure bristle at the scents at the same moment. Cypress disappeared over the rise, and his hackles raised. 

"Allure-" He began, as she bolted forward- he'd recognized the scent of bear immediately and the last thing he wanted was for more blood to be added to the sickening array of scents upon the air. He lunged forward, spurred on by the desparate cries, the unholy and hair-raising pleas that came from Cypress- and his heart dropped. He nearly stumbled as he crested the rise, but forced himself forward, frantically galloping on legs that felt like feeble prosthetics carved from ice. His cold, silver eyes roved from the bloody and still form of Scimitar to the form of a female, similarly broken and left motionless, and to Cypress, still wailing and begging. 

Allure too wobbled on her feet, and, wordless, she fell suddenly, too quickly for Shrike to move in and soften her fall. He crouched beside her and whined gently, for a moment blocking out the high voiced pleas and demands coming from the shocked youth, sniffing her face and neck, to see she was still warm and breathing, but unconscious. Allure had fainted, and all he wanted to do was curl himself up around her to keep her warm and be there when she awoke. But the boy's caterwauling tore him from that moment. Allure was unconscious- and it was likely for the best. The boy's cries made Shrike's ears ring and made his nerves feel as though they were being rubbed with sandpaper. Astutely, he kissed Allure's cheek, and with a deep sigh, he moved toward Cypress.

The boy was frantic- there was no telling what he'd do when approached by Shrike who was little more than an acquaintance, so he moved to the boy's side but did not physically intervene. "Cypress." He said calmly, surprising himself with his own amount of self-control. "Cypress...They're gone."