They were seperated and their true colors shown through.

Still they followed, perhaps unaware...

They all fought as one, until the end, then the tables turned...

They tried to stop her, she tried to kill them, the command stood in her head and she had to obey...

They almost died...

And now, they have returned, they entered the caern and that alone stopped something from happening, but as things changed, the feline beta issued a command, and it was carried through, a knife driven through flesh then forcefully removed, and again this happened...

Palms sliced many times, a large wound through her waist above her right hip, another through her chest on the left. The feline pins her to the floor while the male wolf sets to work with surgery...

She was going to draw it to a close, she was going to end the evil. But they entered at this point, this stopped her, she had taken her felines wepons, stolen...

Holding a knife by the blade she ran it between her hands over and over, it didn't hurt she didn't notice the blood, but they interfered, they tried to take the knife away from her, using her full strength she drove the knife through her side.

Leaping forward she crawls quickly around behing them, leaping for the felines sword she then drove this through her chest, now bleeding heavily they knock her out and sit upon her, she does not want this help.

But she can not fight it...

Kered walks slowly in to the caern his clothing smelling of blood and smoke, and lamp oil lots of lamp oil, with out paying any attention to what is going on he collapses at the side of the caern near the smithing area he has made his home in the past,

It takes him a few minutes to notice feargiver and the surgery that is going on, grabbing his tool kit he runs over and starts to help Lastfire and Blackmane

"Feargiver stay with me, we need a talk you and I and I need you alive to talk to...."

She had been out away from the pack she had been hunting only simple things trying not to be food herself.

The air was thick with blood, so thick it was hard to tell where her prays blood stopped and the other smells began. Looking down she sees only her black shoes and her ripped skirt moving over a blood stained ground, she did not know the source of the blood nor could she tel who's it was. Her human sense of smell weak blood was just blood not rabbit, deer, boar, human, wolf.

Looking up briefly she stumbles but doesn't lose her footing. Lifting her hand she moves her blood coated hair form her face and sees a large black crinos shape leap at a feline... Had the pack returned in danger?

Pressing a hand to the top of her right leg and the other to her ribs she moves as fast as she can to what looks like the pack.

With Fear Giver unconcious Blackmane steps off of her limp form and backs away allowing Last Fire and Kered to work. Walking around to her head Blackmane sits with one paw ready, if she came too and tried to stop the surgery he would stop her. As beta it would be his job to make sure his Alpha got back to full strength. She may not want it but she would need it. And if it came to it he would do his best to take everyone to a place where they would all be safe for the time being. It was not something he wanted to do as he had never done it before and the safest place would possibly make Fear Giver insane but if it came to it he would have to try.

whispering into her ear Blackmane didnt know if she could hear him but he spoke gently anyway.

"Ty, im sorry. I did not want to turn on you. I did not want to attack you, but you left me no choice. In order to save Althea, in order to set her free we had to let her go. She had to loose. I will stay with you for as long as you need me but if you wish for me to leave you have only to command it."

Looking at Kered Blackmane speaks more forcefully...

"Do what you can for her, but please, do it quickly i dont want to have to hit her again."

She awoke, slowly, dazed by the ammount of times she had been hit over the head..

Opening her eyes, she finds she is free from binds, no-one is holding her down, but Blackmane is above her, lashing out she goes for what would be considered a 'dirty' shot, if it at least grounded him a moment it would be long enough.

Lashing out at Last Fire she aims a clawed fist at his head all of her strength behind it she hopes this will knock him out, but tired now she falls...

Shaking her head, she doesnt want help...

As feargiver awakes Kered prepares to call on the ground to restrain her, but before he has chance she falls, Catching her shoulder he trys to take some of the power out of her fall and lets her down gently.

He then opens his tool pouch and starts stich Feargiver up with a thick leather twine, making each stich as strong as possible and putting a peice of his leather pannels over it to protect the stiches as much as possible

Last Fire looks at Kered with concern. Fear Giver has been like this before but not this volitile. The gash in the paw is deep and his main concern is the chances of infection setting in. With limited tools to perform surgery Last Fire only hopes his and Kereds work would be enough.
In the back of his mind he continues to fight the memories still flooding back into his mind of torture and being used as entertainment for a nest of rats and forces to become a cub again, humiliated in front of the whole pack Last Fire is seething inside yet his is pack and always will be aslong as his mind is in tack.
He watches the concerned look in Blackmanes eyes, detesting the moment he knocked out Fear Giver. With the burning rage inside him he wonders if he would be able to let the feline hit Fear Giver again. If he would try he would certainly put his self in between the two of them.
"Kered she be ok, yes?" he questions, tones of concern in his voice, knowing all too well it would be close.

She looks on as the large female is held down and the others try to help her, getting up from where she fell not far form them she lets a human sounding growl leave her lips but the very sound is more of pain than anger just is her voice.

"Move and undo them stiches they will scar her and casue her more pain!"

The human knelt beside the large crinos and sighed, placing her right hand on the chest of the female werewolf and one on her wrists. Although the girls voice is full of pain her words are clear for those either close to her or with very acute hearing could clearly know what she said.

"Wolven spirits i ask you for your power over us, i ask Gaia to let me the power of life to heal this creatures wounds fully."

As she speaks her eyes glase over with the pain, she was glad for her black top that would not show the deep punture wound on her left side. Although the blue skirt is blood stained not only with the blood from the rabbits that hang from a sash tied around her waist but her own blood aswell.

Holding himself from the pain of where he was just hit Blackmane looks at why healing Fear Giver and then looks at Last Fire. It was clear that he didnt agree with his methods. But what could he do? Backing away from the pack Blackmane sat on the far side of the cairn looking at the others. Feeling completely lost he placed his head in his hands and closed his eyes.