A Visit From The Devil

[Lennox]

Found deep within the Ruins with little visible light pouring from cracks within the stone the Sheeva Colony had set up the Shaman den. Today was a unique den has the Shaman's had a very unhappy visitor one that didn't usually come to these parts of the Ruin unless for desperate times and these called for desperate times.

The large flame colored tom was limiting quite badly and blood oozed down his left legs. He had been out patrolling and doing whatever Silas did when out of no where a fox came out of the trees. It was skinny mangy looking and foaming at the mouth. The smell was horrible and Silas knew something was very wrong with the fox. It lunged at him but Silas was smarter.

He began to run as fast as his legs would take him. The tom ended climbing a tree and waiting until the fox got insane and left to look for it's next victim. He had let out a sign of relive begging to climb down the tree when the branch broke and he fell to the ground the branch punching his left leg and sending pain up his entire body. He had cried out siting there in shock before he manged to stand up and rip the stick out of his leg sending blood spurting onto the ground.

Silas was stumbling all over the place from blood lost a trail of blood falling him. "Willow?" he growled out through the dusky ruins before passing out at the door way of the Shaman den.

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The peace of this day made the shaman smile from ear to ear. She had spent that morning walking through the forest collecting herbs, and now she got to relax in her den. Winter had taken it's toll on the colony, but now it was over, and the tired calico could finally relax. She knew that work must be done, but she also needed to day where she didn't have to worry about anything. Her den was filled with a warm and peaceful air as she sorted out her herbs. The mellow springs breezes and rain showers had brought new life to ruins, and her supply of fresh herbs was growing steadily. Though there were many herbs she was low on. Well you can't have everything in life. I should just be happy that I have all my paws and tails, and that everyone is healthy, well... as healthy as I can reasonably expect them to be. With a joyful and young energy, Willow tried to keep herself in a positive frame of mind. This was an important task, for her brain so easily wandered to thoughts of Shamsi, Roshen, and even worse, Silas.

The poor shaman had a terrible secret. This secret followed her from day to night, and it weighed her down and made it hard for her to get up in the morning. If anyone found out she could be kicked out of the colony, well, that might not be true. However it was how she felt. If anyone found out about her crush on the King of the Sheeva colony, she would die inside, and she would mostly likely kick herself out of the colony. Not only is he the King, he has a mate, and they have kits! I'm a horrible cat. These thoughts ran through her mind constantly, and she tried her hardest to block them out, but they kept forcing their way back in. Tears came to her eyes as she thought of what Silas would think if the weak and cowardly shaman had a crush on him. He would probably laugh his head off.

A sound made the distracted Willow jump, and then she heard her name, and she recognized the voice. SILAS! Her heart stopped, and she didn't turn around to look at him What do I do?! Her thoughts were wild and frantic as she tried to think clearly, but even hearing his voice sent made her jumpy, He never comes down here! Why did he have to come down here? Then the stench of fresh blood nearly knocked the shaman over. It was an extremely strong scent, and it was coming from behind her.

Slowly, Willow turned around to see the normally handsome and noble Silas covered in blood. Her fur went on end as she simultaneously wanted to help him and to run. "What happened to you King?" She didn't wait for an answer before attempting, rather awkwardly and uncomfortably, to help Silas to a comfortable place to sleep. Her eyes were wide and horrified as she looked the King up and down trying to think of what she needed, while forcing herself to forget that the tom looking for her help was Silas.

Lennox