M'avron

[Solivagus]

Tanuchan was curled up peacefully in her forest hut, her wolf form taking precedence due to the nature of the forest. Though she slept, her senses remained active, constantly on the lookout, however subconciously, for an intruder. It was this unconcious searching that awoke her. She sleepily opened her bright grey eyes, blinking and looking with amazement at the cat that was staring at her. It appeared to be a large blue house cat, and it seemed to want her to follow it. At first she resisted, prefering to go back to sleep, but as the cat grew more insistant she sighed.

 

"Very well." She spoke, in the manner of wolves. Though she said it more to herself than to the cat who was unlikely to understand, the creature immediatly looked happier.

 

"The things I do out of curiosity!" Tanuchan muttered as she followed the cat into the forest.

 

The two creatures walked for sometime, going ever deeper into the forest. The further they walked however, the tenser the cat bacame. Cautiously Tanuchan sniffed the air, and the smell of blood reached her heightened senses. Forgetting the cat she raced towards the source of the smell, a feeling of foreboding coming over her. Was this where the cat had been leading her?

 

Swiftly she came to a clearing in the heart of the forest, the source of the blood. Her eyes quickly scanned the area, and she saw with surprise the figure of a man kneeling upon the grass. He was doubled over as if in deep pain and blood ran from a myriad of wounds. Without hesitating Tanuchan shifted to her human form. Carefully she approached the stranger. As she did so he raised his head and she let out an involuntary gasp. Never before had she seen such eyes on a human! They were the colour of burnished gold, glowing with an inner fire. But the fire was dimming.

 

"Please...help me!" The figures voice sounded like the last cry of the dead, faint and hoarse. Quickly Tanuchan grounded and centered, drawing upon the strength of the heart of the forest. She was almost overwhelmed by the power that flowed into her from the forest. Who was he that nature was so eager to give of its power so willingly to save him? Laying her hands upon his head she sent her conciousness out of herself and began the task of healing.