So it begins...
"I've fucking had it with you, you damned female!" A male Absol shouts at a female. "All you do is whine about that little whelp."
"He's you kit as well you know." Replies a female Ninetails with a slightly bruised face, growling angrily.
"I don't give a shit about that child and you should have picked that up a long time ago." The Absol shouts back, smacking the female with his paw again, adding another mark to her face.
The "whelp" was watching in a shadowed corner, terrified. There shouting had woke him up.
His name was Nyrox. His mother, Seena, and his farther, Sanzil, often fought, but never like this. This was much more different.
"Look..." began Seena.
"Shut up!" Sanzil shouted as he cut her off, giving her another powerful blow to her head and making her fall to the ground.
Nyrox, finally able to act, ran out in between his mother and farther. Facing his father he growled.
"Leave mother alone!"
"Ahh her is the little whelp." Sanzil said smirking.
Seena's eyes widen. "Sanzil, no!" She shouted.
The Absol swung his head at Nyrox, so that his sickle like horn cut across his face.
Nyrox screamed in pain as the horn cut him, blood pouring from the fresh wound.
As world around him darkened he herd his mother scream.
"Nyrox!"
* * *
Vara, a Chansey, was a friend and nurse to Seena and her family.
The sun was shining brightly through the trees as she made her way to Seena's den. But she was horrified at the sight.
Seena was lying on the floor with numerous cuts and scrapes over her body and Nyrox was lying with blood all over his muzzle.
"Oh god." She said to herself and she walked over to Seena. "Seena?" She called out timidly.
There was no reply. Vara gingerly reached out and touched her.
Her body was cold. She was dead.
"Oh god." She said again. She looked at Nyrox. "Ny?" She asked still timidly.
Nyrox groaned very faintly.
Vara jumped. He was alive. Not much but she might be able to save him. She picked him up and carried him to her home.
* * *
Vara's home was not to far away. It was made out of long sticks stacked against the corner of an L shaped rock.
She cleaned his face of the blood and looked at the scar. She had to clip some of his fur around the scar to get a better look at it.
His scar ran across his face from above his left eye, over his muzzle and ended below his right eye. It would be permanent, but when his fur grows back it might cover it.
It had stopped bleeding but she had to stitch it up. She was out of thread but she had taken some long strands of fur from his mother, as his fur, and her own, was long enough.
She finished stitching his face up.
"Poor thing," She said idly stroking his head. "What happened to you two?"
She knew he could be out for days. Or he may not wake up at all and just die.
All she knew was that she had to try to save him.
To be continued
"He's you kit as well you know." Replies a female Ninetails with a slightly bruised face, growling angrily.
"I don't give a shit about that child and you should have picked that up a long time ago." The Absol shouts back, smacking the female with his paw again, adding another mark to her face.
The "whelp" was watching in a shadowed corner, terrified. There shouting had woke him up.
His name was Nyrox. His mother, Seena, and his farther, Sanzil, often fought, but never like this. This was much more different.
"Look..." began Seena.
"Shut up!" Sanzil shouted as he cut her off, giving her another powerful blow to her head and making her fall to the ground.
Nyrox, finally able to act, ran out in between his mother and farther. Facing his father he growled.
"Leave mother alone!"
"Ahh her is the little whelp." Sanzil said smirking.
Seena's eyes widen. "Sanzil, no!" She shouted.
The Absol swung his head at Nyrox, so that his sickle like horn cut across his face.
Nyrox screamed in pain as the horn cut him, blood pouring from the fresh wound.
As world around him darkened he herd his mother scream.
"Nyrox!"
* * *
Vara, a Chansey, was a friend and nurse to Seena and her family.
The sun was shining brightly through the trees as she made her way to Seena's den. But she was horrified at the sight.
Seena was lying on the floor with numerous cuts and scrapes over her body and Nyrox was lying with blood all over his muzzle.
"Oh god." She said to herself and she walked over to Seena. "Seena?" She called out timidly.
There was no reply. Vara gingerly reached out and touched her.
Her body was cold. She was dead.
"Oh god." She said again. She looked at Nyrox. "Ny?" She asked still timidly.
Nyrox groaned very faintly.
Vara jumped. He was alive. Not much but she might be able to save him. She picked him up and carried him to her home.
* * *
Vara's home was not to far away. It was made out of long sticks stacked against the corner of an L shaped rock.
She cleaned his face of the blood and looked at the scar. She had to clip some of his fur around the scar to get a better look at it.
His scar ran across his face from above his left eye, over his muzzle and ended below his right eye. It would be permanent, but when his fur grows back it might cover it.
It had stopped bleeding but she had to stitch it up. She was out of thread but she had taken some long strands of fur from his mother, as his fur, and her own, was long enough.
She finished stitching his face up.
"Poor thing," She said idly stroking his head. "What happened to you two?"
She knew he could be out for days. Or he may not wake up at all and just die.
All she knew was that she had to try to save him.
To be continued
Chapter End Notes:
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Date:Jul 2 2014 Chapter:So it begins...