Blackfeather Woods jail break

@Twist @Cicero Time to save @Lexis and Redwood! :3 If anyone from BFW wants to hop in, go ahead!Also bit of PP for Lexis, tell me if you would like to change that!

  Eyes wide and tail twitching, the boy was going insane in the darkness. He looked over to Lexis and watched her sleeping body. To have someone with him made him more comforting. The sight of the girl made him feel at peace for once in his life. He looked up to see a tiny ray of light shinning through the boulder. Crescendo hasn't came to visit for a while now.

  Hold on... this is our chance!

  "Lexis," he whispered, "We need to get outta here!" He looked away from the black shape and attempted to stand on his feet for the first time in weeks. At first, he wobbled and stumbled over, due to his pounding head, but he got the hang of it and nearly ran to the boulder. He let out a weak howl of distress. He scraped his claws over the boulder and tried his best to push the boulder. Of coarse, he was way to weak and fell under his own weight.

  "HELP!," he screamed, "HELP US! WE'RE TRAPPED!" His paws slammed onto the boulder over and over again, producing loud noises. "PLEASE, SOMEONE! ANYONE!" He let out a weak cough and let his head droop. He felt like he wanted to sleep forever. "Please- help..."

Lexis was breathing deeply, and sleeping when she heard a voice. Her eyes slowly opened and she heard Redwood yelling for help. Lexis noticed how her dark master had stopped coming, and she wondered what became of him. Was he dead? A smile formed on her face at the thought of Crescondo not breathing. 

Lexis quickly went over to Redwood and tried to help him push the boulder away, but failed. She let out a howl, desperately wanting someone to save them. She just hoped that other wolves would be much nicer than her dark master. 

Twist was trotting along one day, talking to some unknown being in her other language. "Hola, pequeño! Twist tiene mucho que enseñar pequeño aprendiz en el trabajo en la magia! Al reunir a sus estropeaban y ella te voluntades ahorradores una vez más!" Twist crowed joyfully to the 'small one'. Suddenly she tripped over something. "Uh..?" She mumbled in confusion after stumbling and keeping her balance. Her head turned to glare at a rock. She growled low in her throat, before noticing a dip in the ground next to the rock. "Secrets of hiding away?" She asked nobody with a curious smile. She moved towards it to find a tunnel going only a few yards slightly further and deeper before it stopped. But suddenly something echoed against the back wall. She immediately howled back. "Twist had not ever meeted an rock spirits be forehand!" She exclaimed in excitement. She was unsure what to do about the exciting incident. "Rock spirits do no howleth... Hmm. Rock spirit rumble no howleth." She pondered. She howled again. Wolves, must! She realized. Wolves trapping! Free the locked souls from the prisoning! Twist thought. She began to scrape against the boulder with sharp claws, not truly moving it but instead carving in some ancient symbol. 

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 The torch lifted his head as he heard someone approach. He smiled as he heard Twist's voice. If he had the choice to choose anyone, it would be her.

 He listened as claws scraped onto the great rock. What was she doing? He stuck his snout out of the tiny slit and called, "Twist! It's me, Redwood!" He hoped so deeply she would recognize him. They had only met once, and that was weeks ago. "One of your wolves trapped us in here! He stole me out of the Web and I found out he was beating another wolf in here." He glanced at Lexis. When he had first come, Crescendo would have fucked her, but he pushed her out the way.

 His heart sunk a bit about how she might just not want to save them. He wasn't very nice to her when they had met. His headache had made him ill-tempered and weak. He didn't want anyone near him. But now he so desperately needed someone to understand. Understand that there is so much to see and do in the outside world, but instead being imprisoned in a hole.

 What if she calls her Alpha? He wasn't so keen to see her either. If she was to see him again, she'll flay him.

Cicero's ears twitched when he heard Twist's voice while he was exploring. The boy approached, for he liked Twist - Twist was amusing and she talked... well, not quite 'funny', but not quite normal either. Like him. He liked that, for it somehow made her seem less normal and more, well, special, in a good way. She was not merely one of the things in the world that made it so interesting, not a ragdoll or a puppet, like the other toys. She called, and he came forth.

There he saw Twist digging by a boulder. "What does Twist do?" Cicero asked Twist, his head tilted. He did not yet join her to dig; he merely watched, curious as to what she was doing, unaware of the wolves beyond the rock, for he was not paying that much attention to his surroundings, intrigued by Twist.

[size=large]Twist paused as two things happened. One, a familiar voice came from behind the stone. She was quiet for a moment before continuing the scratching of the rock and speaking up as she clawed. "Wood Rojo and wolf two is trapping? One Twist wolves beat wolves? Cruel, not nice. May the Dark Lord destroy this cruel one. Twist will help tries!" Twist crowed happily, just as Cicero arrived. Her head nearly did a full three sixty like an owl as he inquired what she was doing. She had only met Cicero of the children, but already saw him as her favorite. He spoke very similar to her. She knew it could just be a slow learner, but she hoped his speech stayed to prove she was just as sane as Cicero even though she spoke like she did. Or perhaps it would prove they were both insane. She paused her clawing and smiled at him. "Twist claws acient symbol in bouldering of the luck good. Wolf twos be trapping in behind boulder! Cicero help Twist free Wolfing maybe? Wolf say beaten trap by another Black Feathers wolf. Cruel thing... Cic' help?" She requested of Cicero hopefully. He was small, but Twist didn't see why it wouldn't help, even if only a little. [/b][/size]