who i want to be- important news / injury

[brandykit]

He was left on the beach. Burnt, hurt, rageful.

Slowly, he crumpled to the ground, feeling that burning in his throat, the pricking of leaves biting through his neck. He hated that stupid mane. Slowly, he pushed himself up, head still hung over. And like that, the burning in his throat, came to his head- sniffling, sobbing, wiping paws against his eyes, sand brushing at his face and the prick marks on his shoulders from Ry's claws dripping bit by bit. By the time that Brandy could really move, it was later in the day, not quite early morning, almost afternoon. Slowly, he picked himself up. His paws ached from the frostbite that had been chased off.

He slowly dragged his paws towards central camp, his ears flattened and eyes lowered. The normally horseplaying cub wasn't running, his tail dragging in the sand. Slowly, he came to a stop, still red-eyed and refusing to look at anyone. The cub sat, his gaze shifting about for a moment, before he looked up and spoke, his tone watery. "I.. need to tell everyone something." He paused, his voice cracking. Brandy shook his head violently, dipping his head back down, before speaking in that position, his voice almost too quiet to hear.

"Ry is gone. It's my fault."

// brandy has a burn on his right shoulder, claw marks (more like punctures) on each shoulder, and minor bruising / scratches from being pushed

"SPEECH"

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[MYERS]

[align=center][div style="text-align:justify;width:55%;font-family:verdana;"]More of this? More suffering, more pain? He aches for something kinder than the loss of family, the lingering sense of voidness in the air - but never once did Ahab earn the right to call himself a grandfather to Trygve, so perhaps he is selfish for wishing the child home. Worse, he sees Brandykit and feels the kitten is a piece of that family, too, a piece of Goldenluxury tied to the thread of Rouxes that ended at him. And he wants to say he's sorry, that he should've been there to take the fallout, but the words won't come.

"...You're hurt." It's all he can rouse himself to say, cutting through Brandykit's words. They were only children. They shouldn't have had this fight - it shouldn't have resulted in this. But now, Ahab can only pick up the pieces and try to make things feel adjacent to right, as he'd done time and time again. He could mend this; he could mend Brandykit, if anything. "Show me where, so I can bandage you."

He could make this family a home, someday, even if that time was not now.

[roan ;]

[div style="width: 45%; text-align: justify; font-size: 12pt; letter-spacing: -1px; font-family: times new roman;"]♡ — Ry is gone. It's my fault. Brandykit's words seemed to echo for a few moments in Roan's ears, the boy trying to process what had just been said about his little brother. He had just been walking through camp, intent on going to get himself some lunch, when Brandykit had spoken up, injured and teary eyed. Roan didn't know the whole of the situation at hand, but he couldn't help the sharp pain that formed in his chest as a result of the other's words. Ry was gone? Where had he gone? Did Brandykit know? He quickly shook his head, brushing those thoughts away hastily.

He had a job to do, Ahab to help. Moving over quickly to the bear's side, the draconic male mumbled softly, "Let... let me know if you need anything, Ahab. I've got plenty of supplies in my bag." He gestured one of his mint green wings down at his medical back, before turning his gaze towards Brandy. He hesitated for a moment, biting down on the inside of his cheek with sharp incisors, before he eventually spoke again, "It's okay, Brandy... I'm sure that Ry will come back, just like I did. I mean... we're family, right? He wouldn't just leave all of us. He wouldn't leave mama and I, and Lu..." He was trying his best to believe his own words, but it was becoming more and more difficult. Would Ry really come back for them? Did they mean anything to him?
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[bubblegum]

[APHRA CIPHER .]

[glow=white,1,400]OPEN YOUR EYES UP , STEP IN THE RING ! — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]

It wasn't hard to notice Trygve's absence; the little bugger was obnoxious and it has been certainly been quiet for a couple of hours. To hear Brandykit sob about being at fault for Ry's sudden disappearance only made Aphra suspicious. "Where is he?" She voiced no concern for Brandykit's well-being, mostly due to the fact that Roan and Ahab were here, but the petty part of her was angry at Brandykit for admitting to chasing Ry off. She was pissed; how was Roxanne going to react? She loved her kids dearly and even if Aphra didn't understand why, she hated seeing her friend upset. "Because so help me, gods, I will hurt you if you've lead him to his death." Why else would Brandykit feel so guilty? He had to know where Ry had gone, if the kid didn't lead him to his death himself.[glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]

[bubblegum]

[ROXANNE R.]

[glow=white,1,400]I LOVE YOU, CANNIBAL QUEEN ! — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]

Ry is gone.

The words echoed in her mind as she approached the scene when the sound of someone sobbing touched her ears briefly, a worried frown on her maw as her mismatched gaze fixated onto her niece's son. Her throat tightened as she tried her best to repress a cry, now wasn't the time for her to sob out. She had to make sure that Brandykit was alright then she would go find Trygve herself, Roxanne walked over slowly feeling her tail drag within the sand and her eyes began to sting lightly before she pressed against Roan with both her ears perked forward. A soft breath leaving her maw as her gaze rested upon Brandy only to mew wity a soft yet pained smile "It isn't your fault, sweetheart." Suddenly, it was Aphra's words that got to her did the tears finally bloom within her eyes and they began to slowly drip down her cheeks onto the sand. She bit her bottom lip with her ears pressed against her cranium, she moved her gaze away from Brandy and Goldie only to hear her niece threaten the stark feline. She bared her teeth only to hiss to Aphra "D... Don't say that... He... My baby isn't dead... He... Can't be..."

How could she know? Trygve had ran off. Her lip began to bleed from her biting too hard and she would press her face into Roan's shoulder, she shut her eyes tightly. The Reaver didn't believe Ry was dead but he had run because of her, she was a bad mother. "It's my fault..." A sniffle could be heard from her though she moves away from her firstborn and lifted a paw up to wipe away tears from her eyes, her eyes narrowed. It was her fault. If she had only been a better mother then none of would've happened. Her wings shifted a bit only to shake her head subtly "He can't be..." God, a pain would blossom within her heart only recalling Greed's disappearance... What if Trygve had been severely injured and had... No... She couldn't think like that. A faint sob escaped her. Her fault. She would never have the heart to blame anyone else but herself. [glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]

[Seakit Roux.]

SEAKIT ROUX

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health 100% . weak, young . no powers . baby . minor peaceful powerplay allowed

Seakit felt like someone had taken a crowbar to his heart with all the pain and harm that had been feeling his home recently. And now, it had made it to his own brother, one of his best friends. He approached slowly, blocking out the others that surrounded them as he ducked his head. He was blind to his mother's stance, deaf to the threats flying through the air.

His head pressed against an unharmed patch on Brandy's side, sniffles leaving the brightly colored cub. He didn't care about the adults arguing and breaking down, arguing over who's at fault and who did what. He squeezed his eyes tightly, focusing on attempting to use his newly found health transferring abilities. The cub wouldn't be able to do much, but he could attempt to help his brother to some degree. "You'll be okay, Brandy" he would say softly.

[Grimm]

[align=center][div style="font-family: arial; font-size: 11px; width: 60%; text-align: justify; line-height:120%"]Flames dancing upon alabaster points, the savage cruelty of destructive heat eating at their skin. Useless the tiny paws reaching forth with decaying intent, chest aching in a silence scream for fresh air. Weightless the trickle of seconds, the loosening of jaws where they found purchase against trembling shoulder, broken the whimper passing their own, falling as they did in an entangled mess of limbs.

Maybe they had deserved such, a fool made they in a futile bid to separate the increasingly violent scuffle. Had their presence not been there, forced between them as though of any meagre significance their tiny mass, with them may he have been. Or it could simply have been a quiet thought, a delicate dream constructed of shattered glass.

Unlike the cousin they left within the depths of his dour thoughts after the progressively blurry trail left in the wake of retreat had Eulia stumbled, smeared the ivory of their gentle countenance with blood their own and his, pale beneath the ceaseless fall of tears. Dark the recessed doorway they finally fell within, hushed the sound of life as it quickened with the progression of the day. At the least a dull memory the heat of their shoulder, stopped the flow of blood until nought but the dried blood gathered in the white strands.

"Ry is gone. It's my fault."

A mess of broken syllables reduced to the faint crackling pop of static interwoven among the jumbled hum of their thoughts, a scattered kaleidoscope barely drawn into coherent sentences. Exhaustion was a heavy weight pressing against their shoulders, the tingling buzz of gathering pain beneath their skin biding them sleep longer, their impromptu slumber offering only a minor reprieve. A sight the child stumbling over their paws, dried the streaks of tears among the dappled mess of crimson droplets. Soft, too much so, hiccuped the breath escaping as the greedy pull of sand drew them down upon their belly.

"Mama…" A struggle to arise once more upon limbs grown stiff and unresponsive was slow to ensue, singular the point of interest lilac depths welling once more settled upon. Had not it been for Roxie may well have been more cruel the tumble next taken but proximity allowed her to act as support, broken words whispered into the plush coat adorning her leg. "Not your fault, mine…"

[APHRA CIPHER .]

[glow=white,1,400]OPEN YOUR EYES UP , STEP IN THE RING ! — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]

As Goldenluxury's wings flared and lightning sparked from her jaw, Aphra took a few paces back and glared back at the Captain, but she said nothing in response. Although her threat was true to a certain extent, Aphra knew she wouldn't ever harm a child. She may hurt the kid's feelings emotionally but she would never harm them physically and she was rather offended that Goldie believed that she would even attempt such a thing. But then... Roxanne came over.

As the newly promoted Reaver bared her teeth at her, Aphra blinked. "I-I... I didn't mean it like that," She mewed in a pitiful voice, biting her lip slightly as Roxanne started sobbing. "I don't think it's your fault," She tried to move closer to Roxie in an attempt to comfort her and extended a paw out to try and see if she could get permission to wrap herself around Roxanne. Although Aphra had a bad feeling that Roxie would deny her (for good reason, of course), the succubus couldn't help but feel like she had to comfort her in some way. "It's not your fault." She saw Seakit and Eulia come over, of course, but her focus lingered on Roxanne for the moment.

It was her fault for jumping to conclusions and threatening a child, of course, but in the heat of the moment, wouldn't anyone make the same mistake? Aphra felt hot, almost ashamed of the small scene she was causing - but not for the reason you'd think. No, she didn't exactly regret her threat (to her, it wasn't even true in the first place), but because she had upset Roxanne. She hadn't intended to do that and was only thinking of the mother's well-being. But was it too much?[glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]