Muddy River — The Shape of Dreams

Enya didn't know what had drawn Caedwyn to call off the hunt - her yelp of pain, her shouting at him, Buck's wild bucking- but she was grateful that something had. The sharp pain in her neck and back smarted terribly, blood leaking and pooling in the guard hairs and undercoat. Equally, the claw and bite marks on Buck dribbled and ran as well, permeating the air with the scent of prey that drove a hunger inside her. The scent struck her, but she refused to let the drive of blood push her beyond reasoning. She prayed to Tsillah that Caedwyn could - no would - resist the urge as well. Her life likely depended on it.  Caedwyn joined her with great haste at her side and asked her questions she didn't have time to answer. "Yes." she quickly responded as he asked her if she was hurt.  "It's him." she responded to the 'How' question. Enya threw her head in Buck's direction as he turned around to face the pair of wolves, snorting and dropping his head down as he stomped the ground furiously with his hooves. Caedwyn quickly inspected her injuries and Enya lingered and allowed him to do so while never letting her eyes leave Buck. She wasn't sure what she could do here in this situation she found herself in.  Then, with a suddenly shaky voice, Caedwyn spoke beside her. She dared to let her eyes leave Buck for a split moment to see a look of pain on Caedwyn's face. He didn't know. Of course he didn't know she mentally reprimanded herself. She'd given him zero information in regards to the situation. There was no way for Caedwyn to possibly determine that this wasn't just some random stag standing before them, it was her stag, who was currently hell bent on killing them from the looks of the evil in his big round eyes. "It's alright" she tried to say as calmly as possible while still keeping Buck in her peripheral vision. "These are just flesh wounds. Help me bring him down, but don't harm him." She dared to smile at Caedwyn, trying to reassure him that she was fine, when action broke out from Buck.  The stag had grown impatient with his waiting and was charging the two wolves who now stood beside one another. "Stop!" she shouted with authority in her voice, trying to force Buck to yield to her and bend to her Will. If the buck could grin, she was sure he was doing just that as he continued his charge at the pair. 'Not this time, Wolf' the angry voice returned to her. "Look out!" she quickly shouted at Caedwyn as she leapt to the side, trying to dodge out of Buck's way. As she dodged, she pulled at the plant life around her, siphoning their water from within, and pulled it to her, causing the plants around her to quickly wilt from dehydration. The water droplets shot across the air, then splashed against her body to move and soak into her wounds. The water glowed. Hopefully it had been enough to heal and seal the surface wounds across her back and neck.  Combat: 7/8 Dodge: Attempts to dodge the oncoming attack from Buck Success: Dodges to her left and avoids the trample attack. Failure: Does not dodge in time and her hind legs/hips are ran over, knocking her to her side again Special: Attempts to heal herself from the damage Caedwyn did through her link with Buck +1 Success: The water was enough and closes up her open wounds Failure: She did not pull enough water, the wounds are washed out but are not closed up and are still bleeding "Speech."