(EVERYONE) A life for a life...

[Kana]

ooc: OK this is it, Kana is now going I'm going to hate Rping her But don't worry, a new little kana will be born

IC:

Kana-

Take what you have, and leave with nothing unsaid.

As she walked through the thick snow, her black, gray, and golden pelt blew through the wind. Only now would Kana know that this wasn't the end for her. Her blue eyes searched the night that lead her through the reflecting snow. Her body had changed over the years, and her eye sight wasn't the greatest. Little did she know though a hunter lay awaiting her arrival.

Many have tried to kill Kana, and many have failed. Some have come close but only died in the end. Her pelt was a strange one, and her abilities were out of order nary. When Kana was mad, or smelt blood, her eyes changed a nasty crimson red, and her body grew to the size of a brute(male). Yet her eyes were crimson red right now, for seeing purposes. Kana could see heat anywhere, which gave her the ability to find prey with ease, or to be able to spot a human far away as well. A full moon was well lit tonight as the stars shown no signs of clouds in the sky.

As Kana looked up toward the sky, she notice a falling star and closed her eyes. One ear flicked back though, and the game was on. Kana growled with every intent to kill.... a human was in the terrain.... Kana spun around facing her foe. So this human has been following her now, but as Kana growled deeper and more nasty she took a good look at the human. A scar lay across his face, and one eye was messed up. His arm was slightly ripped as well, almost like he got hit by fire. Kana's eyes grew with pain as the thought of this human.... this was the one that got away. The farmer.... Kana remembered him.

His hair was gray now but his clothes remembered her of the past. The first time she came to Putnars Den. Her hind quarter was marked, and she was considered his. His brand his wolf. Kana realized this now, and she stood proud of who she was, but still growling like always. Snow drifts left the ground, the wind blowing while Kana's fur flew with the wind. Snow lifted and flooded the realm still. The Human, better known as the farmer, drew his gun. Kana crouched again and growled, this human wasn't welcomed.... Kana saw his arm raise and am, while she was till slightly quick, her powers grew more intense. The Humans eyes grew weaker.... Kana ran toward the farmer, and aimed for the gun, always get rid of the fire stick they used, they couldn't harm you then. As Kana jumped she realized she left her self wide open, but before she reached the gun she simply fell into the human, knocking him to the ground, soft snow cushioning the fall. As Kana regained her balance, she stood over the man. Looking him deep into the eyes.

The farmer, looked back toward Kana, eyes terrorized, but then became stern. Eyes locked before one could move, the farmer pulled something out, Kana didn't catch it, she became off guard....

A sharp Yelp was laid out, while Kana got off the man and started to yelp again in pain. The farmer had stabbed her in the chest. Kana now PO'd, charged at the human again and aimed, but this time the human fell again, Kana grabbed and ripped, knowing she got something, but in the same time she felt yet another sharp pain in her body, the farmer had attempted on last trick up his sleave.... he aimed for her heart. The human gasping for air as blood seeped out of his body, Kana lay next to him, in shock.

Her eyes now clouded over as blood coursed out of her mouth, she in hailed one last time, while she saw the human slowly fade to nothing, she let out one last howl for all to come. Or better yet stay away, what ever they purfered....

Kana's soul left that day as a remark in history, Putnars Den now had no elder Fae, for Kana had died. But lets leave with this Kana will live on as she would, running with the wind, and with her biologic mother, father, and brother.... along with the one she grew to love and trust; Fang.

[Mero]

The deep howl echoed through Putnars Den. The gloomy gray sky complemented the saddening day. Mero's heart sank as she stood infront of her den, silently weeping. In hope that Kana could still hear. Mero released a long deep howl. That way Kana's last moment would be in comfort knowing that she will be greatly missed as one of Putnar Den's most respected Elder's. Ice cold wind froze Mero's tears on her muzzle. Then Mero felt warmth against her gray fur. Ku, her mate, was right next to her, there to comfort her. Mero and Ku howled on together as one into the dark sky. It was days like these that the cold Winter seemed to never end. The loss of an Elder, a dear friend. Goodbye Kana!

[Fang]

Nightrun padded along the beach, her tired pads sinking gratefully into the soft, frigid sand. It was an unusually warm morning, and all the creatures of the Valley were abnormally silent. She glanced up at the sky; a dark, grey overcast covered the rising sun, blotting out the usually beautiful Valley sunrise. Nightrun knew she should head back to camp -in fact, she should have been in the safety of her warm den with Raenor hours ago- but something had kept her out. Restlessness, mostly, but also something else.... perhaps a premonition? Nightrun laughed bitterly out loud at that thought, dismissing her old-fashioned superstitions.
Just as she was about to head back into the forest, a blood-curdling squeal followed by multiple loud roars filled the silence of the morning. Instantly, the alpha recognized Kana's high-pitched growl, and her head filled with panic. She hurdled, with surprising speed most likely fuelled by adrenaline, to the source of the screams. However, even the alpha-female's uncanny speed did not get her to the scene soon enough. Just as she arrived, a mournful howl erupted from the rocky clearing, filling the entire Valley with it's dark grief and languish. Upon seeing the horrible scene in front of her, Nightrun threw back her head and joined Mero and Ku's lamentation, countering their beautiful melody with her own dark harmony and twisting the three vocals together to form one cold, mournful anthem.