Orca looked confused for a moment, and then saw what was happening to Saj. Could she be... was she... a werewolf? Her fear was being confirmed and she rushed for the door, but Saj was already blocking at, looking at Orca more like she was a slab of meat then someone she had been talking to moments before. But then, to the werewolf side of a 'dragon, others were just that - slabs of meat. Orca hissed out a long string of swear words and crouched down, ready to leap over the offending werewolf and out of the cave, her fire inside about to burst.
Her eyes focused on the snack. She looked good, she felt her own muscles flex as she stared at the food. She let out a primal roar as she lunged for Orca, claws ready to maim. She missed only because her real self didn't want to hurt her, but she was shoved back as she turned around to attack again, this time faster.
But this leap had been exactly what Orca was waiting for. She sprinted past and towards the entrance, towards the outside, but just before she reached it, she stopped. What about Femsaj? What would happen to her? She then realized the Fem would prowl around looking for a victim, until it was morning again, and Orca couldn't do a thing about it. But in the time that it took her to come to this conclusion, the werewolf - <span style='color:maroon'>No, Femsaj</span>, Orca corrected herself - was coming for her again. Orca leapt out of the cave and thudded against the rocky, icy ground, trying to lift herself up. Her hind right leg was throbbing like mad.
She smiled, the blood was fresh and smelled delicious. She had barely snagged her back leg and opend a small wound, on top of the fact that she had lept and hurt it more. She lept down with ease and followed the girl, toying with her. Her teeth formed and evil toothy smile, but it soon diminished as the good Fem tried to pull herself out of the full moon trance, buther were side did not want that, it hungered. She broke a pice of the rock-cliff and used it as a club, swinging wildly like a primitive 'dragon trying to kill it's prey. She closed her eyes as she lunged forward, and in the head of the creature Fem was shrieking for it to stop. Little did she know she missed by quite a distance because of the shrieking and fell forward. She opened hey eyes and saw the 'prey' quite a distance away, di her were side have a ... heart?
Orca had bearly managed to escape the club, and ran a safe distance - she could get into the air if the werewolf stood again. But by what she had herad, werewolves were merciless - and this one seemed to be holding back. Then it fell. Orca stood there, rooted to the spot, ready to take off, and yelled. <span style='color:maroon'>FEMSAJ!!!</span> The cry - more like pleading, as Orca had intended it - rippled through the night air like a wave. Her wound, though small, seared and burned; it had ripped through the bandages, and with her hind legs, every injury was horrible.
She picked her head up and hissed, struggling to move now, from the falls and self done damage. She lunged forward. Her arms fumbled around as she hit the ground, she was fighting herself, not Orca. She hissed as she sent a bolt of electricity at Orca. The bolt veered away, but then snaked around Orca in sickening circles. It didn't want to hit but needed a target.
Orca could combat this sort of attack, though - fight electricity with fire. She concentrated, and a ball of flame short towards the electricity, plummeting it. With a small explosion of sound, they both deteriotated into nothingness. Orca watched Femsaj battle herself, wondering if there was anything she could do besides watch in horror - but hurting the werewolf would hurt Femsaj, and Orca didn't want that. Orca looked up at the dark sky, willing the dark clouds to cover the moon. They didn't budge.
She started to throw lightning bolts at random, they were both trying to force each other down, but niether wanted to give up. They thrashed about, pain surged through her right arm where she bashed herself against a rock. Eventually they fell to the ground, weak and in much pain, she saw Orca and blacked out, unconcious. OOC: sorry short
Orca ran towards Femsaj, and dragged her back into the cave, into it's very back, where the moon had already reached and wouldn't again. She watched Saj closely - she was breathing, but it was shallow. Orca hovered, not knowing what to do. Then she noticed that Fem hadn't changed back yet.
Voices, memories, screams, pain, it was all coming back in waves, slicing, and cutting her. Faces of pain, fear, and anger, anguish, sadness, and hate, they all glared at her like hungry wolves. They were trying to kill her, draf her to fromnia, but she wouldn't let them, she wasn't going to die, not now, not for awhile, she didn't want to die now. She awoke, and lifted herself up and saw the moon going down. "<span style='color:yellow'>That's good, night's almost over</span>" she thought as she tried to restrain her wild side from lunging at Orca, she still appeared as if in pain though.
<span style='color:#00ccff'>- a n d o u t o f c h a r a c t e r l a n n a - I am so sorry! I had a bad case of influenza and my parents wouldn't let me come to the library!</span> <span style='color:pink'>- a n d i n c h a r a c t e r o r c a l i n i -</span> Orca grinned, immensly relieved. Fem still looked as if she were in pain, though, and Orca didn't know what to do. She supposed she could bandage the wounds - she had extra in her bag, for her own legs, and decided to ask. <span style='color:pink'>Do you want me to wrap something up? I have some spare bandages - or is there something else I could do?</span> She looked nervous; her hands shook as she reached into her bag and started to pull out the bandages. She knew nothing about wrapping wounds, but thought that she still might be able to help more then hurt.
"<span style='color:yellow'>No, don't worry, I'm fine.</span>" she saw the moon go down. She sighed and looked around, the cold was whipping the snow outside with much viciousness. She chuckled and took the leftover of her water from earlier. She waved a claw in the air "<span style='color:yellow'>The snow bites, but it is alright, right?</span>" she said, slightly drunk from her own drink, which had a wierd kind of drug in it. <span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class='ooc'><tr><td>Oi I'm running out of ideas</td></tr></table>
Orca looked confused, but she nodded, not sure what Fem was talking about. ooc| sorry so short, rpers block.
