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Not even a groan found its way past Cain's dry and tortured throat. His entire being was numb, yet aware. From what was left of his vision he could see only a sandy blur cast against the dark sky, no solid shapes, not shadows. All he could see was a mingle of color splotches.
Though he could not hear what Riot was saying, something within him knew that he was being spared a fate he had deserved. No, his punishment would not be death, but to endure the world after this failure. His face would be disfigured and his weapons were to be taken away. As the vines begun to wrap around his legs he could only feel the slight pressure of being ensnared.
As his claws were pulled from his paws one by one his frame twitched just slightly, only enough for one with sharp eyes to notice. His frame remained still and his voice was silenced. That "something" within continued to relay information in the form of a mere feeling. There was a reason he was not ended there that day, but the path he had chosen would continue to reap its consequences. While his mind continued to dwindle out of awareness his breathing begun to calm more. Those colorful splotches were melting with the blackness of the sky.
Nikita glanced at the tail, but made no move for it. That would come later. For now she sat in complete silence while she watched Riot walk around the creator of their torment (Or at least the lacky of it). She had no expectations of what Riot was going to do. This was completely up to him, and for now, she was going to watch.
When the vines slithered into view and Riot begun to take his "pound of flesh" Nikita held her gaze on Cain's eyes. It had been a long dream of theirs to end his life... and now they could not. Not with what he was going to do. Some day they would meet again, and he would remember this.
Once all of his claws were removed she moved toward Cain. Her mind held Cain's paws up while she lowered her head to the newly de-clawed knuckles. The horns begun to crackle than crack before they erupted with a hot fire. Each toe she cauterized the wound of the freshly removed claws.
As soon as each toe was tended to she looked back to Riot. Steam hissed from her horns before they returned to normal. Her frame shivered as more heat had left her body. The consequences of her new powers as she would later find out.
"You d-done?" She spoke to Riot with a slight shiver in her tone as well.
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Posted: Mon Nov 16, 2015 10:30 pm
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A breath released from Riot as his mind released the vines. As Nikita approached, Riot sat up and took a few steps back so she could easily reach Cain's maimed paws.
"Yes, Yoliliztli." Rumbled softly from Riot, his eyes turned from the mess that was Cain to look at Nikita. Her strong body was shaking, and taxed. Taking careful paw steps closer to her. His blaze blue eyes placed themselves on her own as he wordlessly offered to take her weight.
Nikita had gotten bigger-stronger, but he was still bigger then she...If she didn't want to do that, he could at least walk right beside her to shield her from the wind and rain as best as he could. She just needed to rest and get out of the rain. As soaked as Riot was, he wasn't going to be much help until he dried off. Perhaps, he could make a burrow for her to rest in.
Any care that Cain was there left in the rain, was focused on taking care of Nikita at this point. Weaver didn't want him to be killed, but if he died...well then the weaver must have wanted it that way. Riot at this point didn't care about the broken mess. No, his focus was on Nikita. Eyes where they should be...
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[ Radical Dreamer ] Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Nov 16, 2015 11:45 pm
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"We wont go fair..." Riot softly reassured Nikita, knowing she need to rest. "I can make you a nice little cave to sleep and get warm in. How does that sound?" The Tahtll offered as he began to start their trek. Closing his eyes, Riot took in a slow breath and released it.
Paces away, the earth rumbled and started to shift. It groaned as it started to seemingly birth a new hole in the ground. Riot's heavy paw steps slowly as his thoughts continued to pull and shifted the burrow. He had to make some shelter for Nikita, She was too tired for them to be looking too far and for too long.
As they approached, Riot released a breath, and let his eyes take a glance at the hole.
"It's almost done..." Riot answered, keeping Nikita's weight his own body started to tremble as the hole stretched and opened up even more for Nikita to fit comfortably with her horns. The extra earth that had been carved from the earth, had been crushed to a sand that would make up the insulating bedding that would help keep what warmth she had with her. With a bit more work, he could make a bit more room from him...
"you...know, I am...proud of you..." The Tahtll breathed, letting his eyes close as his thoughts went back to the cave and it's construction. His own breathing picked up as if he had been running after a meal. Slowly, Riot's hunches lowered to the ground. His large tree trunk of a tail, shifted to rest around his body.
Nodding to the hole, a wet mawed smiled and gestured for Nikita to get comfortable. If she so wished.
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[ Radical Dreamer ] Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Nov 17, 2015 11:58 am
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As Nikita nudged him, Riot's maw parted in a little smile and a tired chuckle left his maw. His thoughts put the finishing touches on the cave, a small mote was dressed around the hole so that water wouldn't pool into the bottom of their make shift shelter.
Shifting to her nudge, Riot turned on his hunches and slipped into the hole. Admittedly, it was a tight and little squeeze. Hunches stooped as his tan dirty toes, where the last to fade into the cave. The moment he past the threshold of the cave, he felt sand start to cling on to his wet pelt. His body turned and shifted to press and molded against the back of the hole making as much room for Nikita as he could. His large tail made it to the entrance, and it's tip twitched as he made himself comfortable.
Releasing a breath, Riot's eyes started to close, but remained open to make sure Nikita was on her way in.
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[ Radical Dreamer ] Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Nov 17, 2015 9:35 pm
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As Nikita moved into the cave, Riot let his blue eyes rest. His nose turned back and his head rested in the sand. Luckily his understand wasn't too wet, and wouldn't pull too much heat from Nikita, if anything make it easier or her to stay warm. After a bit their little hole in the ground would be warm and snug enough.
Feeling Nikita press up against him, Riot let out a soft grunt, as his paw readjusted to not get tangled up in her horns. His chin shifted just a bit as well. releasing a soft breath, He use a bit more of his energy to cover the whole a bit with a bit of brush, but not enough to keep airflow from entering the burrow. It would be snug and hopefully warm enough for his fire.
A soft purr rumbled from Riot as Nikita made herself comfortable, and Riot finally allowed himself to rest. His large tail, moved it's self to curl at the entrance of the hole. Once more for the sake of defense and making sure that any water that made it past the mote would be stopped by his tail, and not Drench the sand and Nikita. Large brown paws reached and grabbed mindless in a happy cub like kneeding.
Everything just seemed so right in B'alam at that moment.
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