The red coated stunning Myror

[.Tally]

My fur brushed against the long grass, he was trailing behind me. I could feel my soft pads hit the ground. His greedy, hungry eyes trailing my soft hindquaters. My soft red fur was damp and my paws ached. Finally I could see he was gone, the black fur disappeared, probably fell asleep, lazy old pig he was from what I felt. His vibes where disgusting. My fur was like fire against the sun, no wonder everyone tried to kill me.

I was pretty, everyone told me that. I had nice flame fur,and some sun yellow eyes. My ears twitched as I saw the Auction rock, I had to go there. My free-roaming lifestyle was over, I was getting raped, my pups where taken away. My one littler, Little Hann and Minni where taken away, I haven't seen them, I miss them.

I stepped into the auction rock, my graceful figure hopped from the ground, I landed finally infront of the rock, my paws landed and I landed in a sitting position, many of them paused to look at my flame fur. I let out a hiss and was gone back to being ignored, except from the rare few. My yellow eyes watched everyone,and I let out a soft yawn. Maybe I'd get someone who wouldn't take my babys away, I wanted my babys, I wanted to have my little daughter with me, gathering some fruits from trees. Or my little boys to teach to fight and run.

[Action]

Deman trotted to auction rock, grunting in pain, as he had just been in a fight. The fight had been over one of his freed slaves, and neither knew the results. The lord had gone off to think about who should win. In case he had lost though, he would find a new slave. His paw hurt where he had been lunged at, and was still bleeding. His face was covered in blood and it dripped down over his eyes. Though he was temperarily blinded, he noticed a red wolf just sitting there. He tried his best to limp over to her. "What is your name, pretty fae?" he ast her, trying to remember his manners.


(The lord spoken of is a mod. ))

[.Tally]

I turned to the male, limping I could see, there grey fur was slightly stained with blood. I looked down at the paw he was limping with, my face tiwsted in true concern. I looked up at him with my golden orbs. Responding to his question and my concern

My name is Myror, and what may your name be, M'lord? And what in the world did you do to your paw? Haven't you rubbed any Marigold poltuce on it?"

I was what you called a Medicine like wolf, herbs and such came to me, my masters always liked that. Marigold and comfrey was the best poltuce to fix a bleeding wound, covered with some dry fern

[Action]

Deman winced from the pain that stabbed his body. "Hello then, Myror. I am Deman. Please don't call me M'lord. I was in a fight, and it sure hurts the day after more than it does the minute you are fighting." A grin escaped his maw. He loved wolves with a sense of humor. "No, I have not. I do not do such to my wounds. I usually just walk them off." Sighing, he sat down to releive his paw from the sharp pain that stabbed his foot from the pressure that he was putting on it.

[.Tally]

"Hello Demon"

I looked at him with a concern, but when he said hurts more the day after a silent grin escaped my maw. I sniffed the air, it didn't smell infected yet, but he'd be in much pain if it was. Ay, the big tough males who liked to walk it off, not use nice remedys to take away pain. Foolish they where sometimes.

" Well you should be careful then, unwashed wounds good get infected. So Deman is what I should call you?"

I smiled and pat my eyes. I watched him closely with interest, half to see if he was going to get an infected paw and half because anyone who said they where in a fight interested Myror. She was steriotypical,like the big guys first.

[Action]

Deman licked his paw, hoping it would not get infected. "Yes. Just Deman." He grinned, his maw took the form of a smile on and held it. "Just like my mate and..." his voice drained off at the last part. He had been in a fight over his friend, and he was still not sure if he had lost. Sighing, he looked up at the skys and contiuned. "It was my friend, Luna that I was in a fight over. Zeus was going to rape my poor friend and now I look like raggedy-ann and andy." He smiled again at the joke. He had heard from the upwalkers about that show that they watched on their blinking screens. Of course, he would not hear about that again since they were gone. Forever. Off this planet.

[.Tally]

I watched Demon with interest, his friend was being fought over? Slave most likely, if I knew many correctly they would not fight for slaves, only mates and pack members where worthy, and slave girls where okay to rape whenever wanted. Ayi, some masters kept on surprising me.

"Very noble of you to protect your friend."

My dipped my head, My ears twitched and I sniffed the air, it stunk like rust and salt, blood, I twitched my nose. I smelt something different, I jumped sideways and narrowly missed a flying ball mixed with dirt and leaves, easy to throw, probably some rude master or jelous slave. Ugh. I shook my fur and looked at Demon

[Action]

Deman sighed, while reading her thoughts through the way she moved. "She was a slave. But she is not anymore. That is all I am going to say." Lowering his head, he sighed and thought about Luna. He turned around and watched a mud ball fly at Myror. Frustrated, he trotted over to the slave, and bitd down very hard on her muzzle. He trotted back to Myror's side and sat down. "Much better, I would say." He did not care for thanks from her, all he wanted was to keep that filthy fae from harming his new friend.

[.Tally]

I smiled in gratitude. The ball of birt and moss lay enxt to me, I showed very little interest in it. I nodded as he had decided not to say anymore. I respected that. He seemed friendly, liek a friend, not like an evil being on earth,like the ridiculous upwalkers. I flicked my red tal on the ground. My golden orbs settled on the male infront of me, him, Demon. I watched him with interest, digesting every part ands cent of him. His one leg scented like blood, the rest more like moss and stale blood.

"Much better I would agree."

[Action]

Sneezing, Deman jumped out of his skin. He smiled and laughed. "Would you like to come with me to Crimson Rock?" He smiled at her and licked her maw. Trying to keep from getting any of his own blood on her. He then looked at the ground in front of his paws and looked for where his snot had landed when he had sneezed so hard. He looked at it closer to see what was in it. Mostly blood, he though to himself.

[.Tally]

I smiled, looking at his sneeze, there was blood. I decided if anything I'd give him a poltuce, maybe some Thyme and Rosemary, together it helped the inner system workm better at protecting. And some marigold for the wounds. I looked at him with golden hope. I smiled.

"I think I would like that, but could you please let my put some marigold on your wounds, they are starting to smell like there close to infection. And I'd rather you don't die of wounds

I smiled.

[Action]

Deman sighed at all the blood that was now leaking from his body. He swished his tail real softly, careful not to rustle the leaves and to disturb the peace. "That would not bother me at all." Nuzzling her, he winced at the pain that was squirming up his leg. "I would not like to leave this Earth without a good fight." Smiling, he stood up and looked at the sky that was opening up in front of them like an old friend.

[.Tally]

I ran my nose on the side of his face, into a nuzzling position, I nuzzled him than looked at his leg. Nodding I disappeared into a patch of trees. Returning with a nice yellow flower anda tiny piece that looked like a fern. I plopped them infront of Deman and picked them up, chewing them into they made a poltuce and than picking them up with a leaf and rubbing them on his leg. HOpefully it would feel better.

"That should prevent infection. Just don't go swimming anytime soon okay?"

I laughed and ran my tail down his back, than returned to a standing position next to him.

[Action]

Watching her move off into the woods, he sighed since he had lost the battle. It was sad that Luna would now be raped. He had done all he could and he had done the worst he had ever thought he would do. "I don't think I will." He laughed at the joke. It was not his thing for swimming and he would not be going. He winced at the pain that had shattered his heart. He hated to lose to the likeliness of that b*tch of a brute.

[.Tally]

I smiled at Deman, but it was obviously he was troubled. I looked at him wityh my amber eyes, they where filled of concern.I nuzzled my head against his neck. Like a mother would a pup. I have had one litter before, my pups killed soon after, I knew sadness. By the way his tail drooped he must have lost. I looked at him with concern and a force stare.

" You did all you could do, your friend would respect that. No one is dead and that is the main thing."