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Date Posted: 22:26:36 08/11/03 Mon
Author: Ezythas
Subject: alive...

The pain was all encompassing. The pain was everything. And this was the way Ezythas wanted it. She'd failed, and failure was worth pain, not submission. Death was submission... and thus the darkly-tan furred female refused to die just yet. Her tail twitched once sporadically as the waves of earth-shattering pain rolled through her skull again and again. The tailblade lurched again behind her, curved up towards where her neck would be... if she could see it... and hovered there a long moment.

The tan femme let it drop as she forced herself into the unwanted healing trance.

Hours later, the scarred tan rose shakily to her feet... Running a mottled paw-pad over her slightly disfigured head. She didn't want to see herself yet, she wanted to check her wounds first. She knew she'd fallen, and she knew she'd been trampled a few times... Tattered remnants of head muscules lurched forward, only successfully moving one of the ears they should have. Ezythas sighed, lowered her paw, and readied herself for what she would see when she opened her eyes.

But there was nothing to be opened. Her paw reached up to her face, searching madly but finding only a closed socket on the left side, and a wad of scar-tissue with a nerve-less indigo eye still strewn inside. Her claw tapped it... and she felt nothing. Her sight was gone. She was blind. She was worthless to him now... though... her muzzled tipped up to the sky, her mind still reeling but some miniscule part of it shoving her to use the senses she could. Wureshi was gone. And she was surrounded by her dead family.

A wave of nausea drew up inside of her, and despite all her training to be callous and show no fear... Ezythas retched on the field of battle. Exausted, she stumbled a few feet away from it, tripping over a carcass and only barely managing to keep her feet under her. She started to run now, her mind terrorized by the sudden loss of all that she had once had... except, her life.

And what was that life worth now? Pain suddenly rang through her skull again as the tan femme collided head-on with a tree, she'd been running top speed... vision was key in her training... Vision was no longer an option. Ezythas slowed, tasted the blood that ran from a new gash... and healed one more scar on top of so many others... she then began to walk forward, carefully, flashing her blade as she walked so as to ward off any beasts before they could realize her predicament... and her lone working ear, nose, and the mere feel of the earth against her paws... all became her guide.

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