Phoebe
When all was said and done, and the last drop of blood spilled, Phoebe knew she had failed. The Rogues and Humans had Charlie and Evangeline and Phoebe had failed to stop them. She was still bleeding perfusly and knew if she didnt do something she would bleed out...though she knew that's what she deserved for her failure.
She looked around for survivors and found none. The bar was on fire now, due to Russell's Molotov cocktails. Smoke burned her mouth and throat as she searched for Russell, & Azeil.She spotted Russell outside and breathed a sigh of relief, at least he was alive. She searched the bar for Azeil and found him in wolf form on the floor twitching. It appeared he had been tazed. She summoned what little strength she had and lifted the large wolf in her arms.
"Sorry, I'm going to bleed on you" she ground out as his weight pressed against the hole in her abdomen making ribbons of fiery pain shoot through her body. Phoebe struggled with each step, and sighed with relief once she stepped out of the bar. She set Azeil gently in the grass and approached Russell. He was covered in blood and appeared to be hyperventilating. She felt her wolf snapping in his direction, irritated at his weakness. There where more important things to deal with than a wounded pup. She calmed her wolf with a breath, then with cold, calculating intentions, she slapped him. Before he could snap and attack her, she took the cloth from her face, gently took his in one hand and wiped the blood from his face.
"Russell, I understand. Take deep breaths, in threw the nose out through the mouth. We need to get back, the longer we wait the farther those bastards get with Evangeline and Charlie." She said simply as she finished cleaning his face. She dropped her hands to her side and tried to not let on the fact that her vision wad getting dark around the edges.
The bar was ablaze. Phoebe walked towards it purposefully. She pulled a burning peice of the window out of the flame and blew it out so only the red hot ember remained. With a swift and painful move she placed the ember to her bullet hole, cauterizing the wound in the front, then the back. Her wolf howled internally in pain because she gritted her teeth and refused to cry out. Once her wound was taken care of, she lifted Aziel again and headed to the van. Once she secured him she pulled out her phone and dialed the Alpha's number. She climbed into the driver seat as someone answered.
"Gather the pack please, there has been an incedent, we will be home soon" she said then hung up.
"Get in we have hell to raise" she called to Russell.
When all was said and done, and the last drop of blood spilled, Phoebe knew she had failed. The Rogues and Humans had Charlie and Evangeline and Phoebe had failed to stop them. She was still bleeding perfusly and knew if she didnt do something she would bleed out...though she knew that's what she deserved for her failure.
She looked around for survivors and found none. The bar was on fire now, due to Russell's Molotov cocktails. Smoke burned her mouth and throat as she searched for Russell, & Azeil.She spotted Russell outside and breathed a sigh of relief, at least he was alive. She searched the bar for Azeil and found him in wolf form on the floor twitching. It appeared he had been tazed. She summoned what little strength she had and lifted the large wolf in her arms.
"Sorry, I'm going to bleed on you" she ground out as his weight pressed against the hole in her abdomen making ribbons of fiery pain shoot through her body. Phoebe struggled with each step, and sighed with relief once she stepped out of the bar. She set Azeil gently in the grass and approached Russell. He was covered in blood and appeared to be hyperventilating. She felt her wolf snapping in his direction, irritated at his weakness. There where more important things to deal with than a wounded pup. She calmed her wolf with a breath, then with cold, calculating intentions, she slapped him. Before he could snap and attack her, she took the cloth from her face, gently took his in one hand and wiped the blood from his face.
"Russell, I understand. Take deep breaths, in threw the nose out through the mouth. We need to get back, the longer we wait the farther those bastards get with Evangeline and Charlie." She said simply as she finished cleaning his face. She dropped her hands to her side and tried to not let on the fact that her vision wad getting dark around the edges.
The bar was ablaze. Phoebe walked towards it purposefully. She pulled a burning peice of the window out of the flame and blew it out so only the red hot ember remained. With a swift and painful move she placed the ember to her bullet hole, cauterizing the wound in the front, then the back. Her wolf howled internally in pain because she gritted her teeth and refused to cry out. Once her wound was taken care of, she lifted Aziel again and headed to the van. Once she secured him she pulled out her phone and dialed the Alpha's number. She climbed into the driver seat as someone answered.
"Gather the pack please, there has been an incedent, we will be home soon" she said then hung up.
"Get in we have hell to raise" she called to Russell.