Dying is like coming to the end of a long novel-- [CLOSED]

[fatefullfriend]

Who: Arf, Garviel and Fate
What: With the Revival Machine broken, one wolf suffers for her choices.
Where: 2237 Stevens and later 945 Beulah
When: Early in the Break Event
Warnings: Blood, Emotional Pain and Character Death


Arf was tired of hearing everyone condemn their actions when she knew why Garviel did it. Did she agree with the explosives being used so quickly? No, but she understood how in the heat of the moment with the information that they were going on how it happened.

And really, had the machine been what they all thought it was, the populace would be praising their actions. It was only because of the consequences to the mistake that they seemed to be sharpening their pitch forks. Anyways, Arf wanted to make sure Garviel was okay. She knew he wasn't going to be, but she needed to let him know she wasn't turning her back on him. That he was still important to her.

Ignoring the stiffness in her jaw and the pain flaring up the side of her mouth, she headed out.

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945 Beulah

[fatefullfriend]

Arf ran.

She ran home, dripping blood from the lacerations that had spread from the corner of her mouth. Having returned to her wolf form, the blood didn't show up as much on her orange fur, so she didn't draw any attention when she bolted from Garviel's house. She knew what this was, deep inside, and she knew it was because of the machine.

And she wasn't going to let Garviel see her die. She didn't want Fate to see her die either, but her master would know the moment she went. And with this possibly being the last time she would see Fate, she couldn't keep herself from finding her master.

[thunderace]

There had been an uncomfortable pressure in Fate's chest for a while now. A prickle at the back of her neck. Something was wrong, and it was making her incredibly uneasy, to the point where she had began pacing a short time before Arf returned.

As she passed by the front window, she spotted a familiar orange shape running down the road. She pulled the door open and nearly ran outside, calling out to her familiar.

"Ar--" And she froze, once the wolf got close enough, and she saw the blood. All that blood.

"Arf!"

[fatefullfriend]

The familiar really hadn't meant to let her current pain, her panic, seep into the link she and Fate had, but perhaps it was foolish of her to believe she could ever shield her master from what was happening to her.

Arf altered her path when she heard Fate and didn't even slow down, practically barreling right into her master. Blood dripped freely down from both sides of her mouth, her hide split to show her teeth, muscle and even a few spots of her jaw bone.

"Fate..." It hurt so much to talk that saying her master's name made pain explode in her head.

[thunderace]

Fate stumbled back, but managed to get her footing before she fell. She slowly kneels, trying not to move Arf too much - to cause her any more pain than she's already in. It's obvious that she's panicking, but she's doing a rather good job of holding herself together.

"Don't talk! That will just make it worse..." She wanted to do something, anything... but none of the supplies they had at the house would do any good. And she was no healer...

"I'm sorry. Whatever had happened, I should have been able to sense it. I couldn't be there to help you..."

[fatefullfriend]

Fate's panic wasn't helping Arf's at all. She could feel it pressing against her own and she whined the most pathetic whine that had ever been whined by a full-grown wolf. She leaned against Fate, taking what comfort she could in her master's presence, in the warmth of her body.

"Not your faul--" Arf cut herself off with a yelp as her cheeks split even more, up to her ear. Her vision exploded with white and she buried her face in Fate's stomach as a fresh wave of blood gushed from her wounds to soak into her master's clothes.

[thunderace]

Fate visibly winced at the new wound, as if she herself could feel it. She held the wolf tighter, almost desperately, trying - and failing - to calm herself, at least for Arf's sake.

"It is. I'm your master, your friend... whatever happened, I should have realized you were in danger..."

[fatefullfriend]

Arf shook her head as she wined pathetically. This wasn't Fate's fault at all. This was... this was her own fault. A master can't be held responsible for the acts of a foolish familiar.

"No... from before... no link... the milk... the vampir--" And she yelped again, but it wasn't loud enough to cover up the sound of bone cracking. Shaking in intense pain, Arf's legs gave out and she collapsed onto Fate.

"Love... you... F-fate..."

It hurt so much to say those words, forced from her throat as she couldn't move her jaw anymore as it sagged, held on by the skin alone. And then that ripped, white-hot pain exploding in Arf's vision before she passed out from the pain, bleeding too fast for there to be a chance to save the wolf.