The Sunspire Out Like A Light

"I do not ask for help" he snapped his temper breaking through under the pressure of the pain and desperation to find Clay and rip the monster to shreds even it took his life away. He once again brought his forelegs underneath him and shoved himself up his eyes glassy and distant as they honed in on the more honed warrior swaying for a moment as he realised he could barely feel a single inch of his body anymore. Instead of seeing that as reason to stop he instead saw the lack of sensation as inspiration to give his all "Derg I am sorry but I promised him" his voice was ragged, ears shifting back and tail tucking between his legs before he peeled his lips over his fangs and bolted forward snapping only defensively to try and ward off anything Derg made so he could swerve around and toward his goal. Unfortunately not being able to feel his paws and being weak as it was, he only stumbled forward and slumped into the man's chest. A wretched, frustrated sound heaved it's way from his throat and he pushed himself backward turning his head away "He's gone...he's being eaten like crow food" his voice was a dejected whisper as he began to head toward their home staring blankly at the ground as droplets of crimson dripped in his path. "I have lost everything" he murmured mainly to himself the words bringing a twisted, manic sensation to his gut. Yet there was one thing not done....one thing he'd promised and had yet to attempt before he'd decide if his life was worth living. Ursus....they would understand what a true Warlord was like, what Vengeance would mean would forever be marked under his name instead of the monsterous shadow of Nightwalkers.