Band of brothers (warning:- ever thing that gose with war)

[Nakisha]

Durango payed little attention to the others as he still looked in the direction of the house. The house where Pred, the hare, had just been....

What was in there?
Curiousity was a lot stronger then common sense; he wanted to see for himself. It had to be something bad... sure. But not dangerous, or Pred wouldn't have returned in such a calm state...

He just made one step in that direction, when Leo screamed out as Pred cleaned his wound. His ears perked as he looked over his shoulder, and he smiled slightly as he shook his head. Ouchie-oochie.

“thanks for helping him, Durango was it”, he held out a paw for him to shake, he was use to predator speshies being assholes to him as he was herbivore so it didn’t matter to him if he didn’t.

Durango grinned and grabbed the held out paw in a firm grip. ''Yeah, glad to help.'' He added a slight wag of his tail; he already respected this guy. It seemed to him that this hare was a lot more then he seemed... a lot more indeed. And, without a doubt, he was much more experienced. Maybe he could learn from him...

He then watched Dominic out of sheer curiousity as he warmed his claw, and then pressed it against the wound. The smell of burning flesh rose up; it was unpleasant, to say the least. But the treatment was succesful... and Durango couldn't help but admire the dragon for his skill. It would at least keep that wound from bleeding... and, after being cleaned, the chances of infection would be limited. A very wise decision. But it was always said dragon's where wise... so he shouldn't have been too surprised.

Yet, he knew little about the dragons, or their past. He just knew that everyone admired them, and that some seemed to dislike or even hate them.

To Durango, it was all the same. Predators, prey, dragons... they where all in the same boat, in the same army. And, the way things looked now, they would need one another. He knew that some of his species thought differently, but that wasn't his problem.
He also knew that especially big cats had a bit of a tendancy to disrespect many of the other species, including wolves. Big cats where fysically strong, combined with agility and flexibility. It wasn't just a coincedence that the general on the last base had been a tiger...
Still, to Durango, respect had to be earned. The general would probably remember him forever... after he had succesfully stolen his lunch.


He turned his attention back to the house. Everyone seemed to be looking at Leo....
Then, maybe now...

Again, the took a few steps in the direction of the house. But before he could truly sneak off, he heard Dominic's voice.

"... Did you hear that?"

Durango's ears perked right away; one ear turned in the direction where Dominic seemed to be looking.

Yes... he DID hear that.

Danger...? His ear flickered. No... it was different...
Cries.

Judging from the depth of the voice, it was a woman crying for help. But the sound was muffled, and then again; males in terror or in horrible pains where known to raise their voice so much that it was hard to tell male or female apart. It could be anyone... friend or foe.


For a moment, Durango forgot about his plan to see what was inside that house... and followed his ears.
He took a few steps towards the house where the screaming came from. The sound continued; someone needed help.

- ''Let's go.'' Durango simply stated. He then looked over his shoulder at Leo. ''Somebody needs to stay here, look after him... the rest of us better check it out. Sounds like someone is in trouble.''

And without further hesitation, he was already off, dissapearing inside. He expected at least one or two to follow....


Well, one thing was certain; he was brave. Or stupid. Or both.



Inside, he quickly found the source of the sound. A big closet, the doors still closed, and probably locked. He stepped right at it; he didn't believe it to be a trap.

But as bold as his action seemed; Durango's ears kept turning, trying to pick up any sound of enemies hiding, moving.... He was cautious; his hand hung right above his rifle. But he didn't hesitate, and didn't loose any time.

As he came close to the closet, his nose twitched. So many scents here... but he was trying to filter the scent he needed.
Suddenly, he perked his ears again, with a bit of a surprised look on his face, as he stood right in front of the closet.

- ''I smell fowl.''


(Note; ''Yes Durango, you sure do.'' )

[SilverWolf92]

As Leo had seemed to have calmed down when his zippo was returned to him, she rolled his eyes. "Damn Leo you sure are attatched to that. Then again if you were to lose it your old man would definately get on your case." she half teased and sneered. Still, she could hardly believe that a lighter that had come from the age of the great Dragon Warrior wars... Especially one that came from his father, Triple Eight.

She understood the bond of family Leo had shared with his sisters and parents, however she would never be able to understand the rigorous training the boy underwent even when they were still just children. She held respect for Eight as a great warrior, one of the best and legendary alongside Triple Six and Oasis. But sometimes as a father and a coach for Leo, she held her grudge.

Although Liz was a person to have a cold shoulder, she couldn't help but have her ears back a moment when the boy was in pain as Predator applied the alchohol to the wounds. Even she couldn't stand the stench, nor the ear splitting cry that escaped the young wolf's mouth as the wretched stench filled the little area. Almost bad it made her eyes water but she instead just turned away a moment to listen a little bit away, as if to tune into things that were still yet to be found by the others.

She had turned herself back to Leo and Pred saying, "Something nice would be your pal Liz taking up your offer huh?" she joked. She would rather have been with someone she knew and could rely on rather than have her whole squad count on HER. It would be nice for a change to have an equal group and she was sure the others wouldn't mind her moving into a more ... capable group.

"You know him from back home... I pity you. It was all well and good being a lone shark, but having friends just might make the whole time in this hell hole worth remembering."

She smiled. What a humorous hare. "Pleased to meet you." she said, holding out her hand to him. "I assume you've been taking good care of him since he started." she mentioned. "I was hoping later on I would check out the new recruits, so this little meeting was luck." she commented.

The searing was enough to put even Liz on high ends. She knew that would hurt like fucking hell it would... She'd never received fatal injuries quite like Leo's, but she worried not too much considering he was the son of Eight. His probable moans though of the searing were drowned when somewhere, someone was crying. Her ears perked, and she was already tuning into that sound. It was a faint cry of help. Someone was in danger.

This immediately had Liz's attention, and as Durango had already beaten her to going, she followed without another word. She knew Leo would be all right. Sure he had beaten her to getting to the house, but she was surprised to see his sudden hesitance. Irritated she moved quickly saying, "Stop dawdling already. There's obviously someone inside."

She nudged him slightly before with one easy kick, knocked down the closet door and already barged through to find ... a swan, bound with rope. "Oh Moon..." she thought to herself. Without hesitation she went over to the crying swan and began to untie her.

There weren't many questions you could ask really to someone you found tied up and looking ...well, like that. All that mattered was getting this girl to safety. The scent of her though had almost made Liz instinctual the first time it hit her. Swan... fowl... She couldn't really say she was used to a swan, considering the only other prey animals she met were hares and other smaller creatures. Still, she kept herself together.

She glanced up after untying the swan to look at her saying, "You're in safe hands now Miss... I'm Liz, that guy is Durango. Care to give us your name?"

[Leo]

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