He spares a fleeting and feral glance toward @Jiera as she stumbles backward, the split-second of breath he is able to take spent scouring her for any signs of wounds. He finds none in the fray, but he is uncertain in that moment, and had only a second to spare before the ailing @Ansella begins to buck against his teeth, to writhe in his grasp. It takes everything Velimor has to keep her still, a wild and wide look in his eyes as he feels the lioness slowly lose herself, feels her becoming stronger and more violent even as her ailment and sickly appearance should have hindered her.

It was as he feared. Something wasn't right, and Velimor was uncertain if it would spell disaster for him and the healer who'd only tried to help.

His attempts to subdue her mixed with the overwhelming course of his thoughts cause his teeth to bear down harder, to forget the weight of his own strength as he tried desperately to keep the girl from barreling forward into Jiera. Quickly, he seeks to slam his paw down onto Jiera's leg just as his teeth are about to slip free of her nape, but the haste and strength with which he jutted his paw outward caused a sickening crack, having perhaps hit the leg in just the right position to snap the bone within it. A horrified expression quickly unfurls across his face, quickly retreating his paw, but freeing the lioness in the process. Fuck, he inhaled sharply, guilt intermingling with his fear, I'm sorry.

And yet, the danger did not cease.

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Figured he'll probably go for the kill in the next post. ♥ Let me know if you'd like anything changed!
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Jiera continues to stare wide-eyed in horror and disbelief, her breathing only becoming more rapid and harder sounding. Eyes flick wildly around, looking as though she were searching for something - anything - that would help them. But her mind was too clouded for her to really focus, and as ears catch sound of a sickening crack in the air she would feel her stomach lurch. No no no no. Frozen in fear her eyes now land upon the man, trying to read his facial features to see if it held the answers to so many questions running through her mind. Gaze shifts to look down at the now broken leg of the feral lioness, a small gasp leaving Jiera. She couldn't take much more of this, and as her legs quiver beneath her, paws would begin to work and move. They would make the healer turn and sprint away from this dreadful scene, not wanting to see what the ending would become - even when she already knew how it was going to end.

exit Jiera.

ART BY CORVUS, CODE BY DEE, MODIFIED BY GUNNER

She is lost.

Truly, it is a tragic way for such a pacifist of a creature to die. It is not a noble death, fighting an illness- or protecting a cub from danger. It is not the death that would have a ballad written about it.

Ansella will die as she has lived. Unremarkable. Forgettable.

There is a madness in her mind, a darkness- something is wrong, wrong, wrong.

There is a crack, a splintering of bone and though she screams in agony, she cannot even focus on the pain because the burning in her mind is so overwhelming. She fights against the foe she cannot see- movements untrained and lazy.

Blackness pulls at the edge of her vision, and she will not see the blow of mercy coming. She will not see the end, instead, all she can see is the hallucination within her mind.

Father?

She can see him now, the earthen hued male- his kind green eyes. She smiles. Welcoming the end, welcoming oblivion.

OOC: @Velimor is welcome to kill her however <3

ART BY IRISH / CODING BY SENTINEL

He was thankful when the healer turned to leave. It gave Velimor that final surrender, that stark solitude of it only being himself and this ailing woman. Her screams felt white-hot in his ears, but they sounded muffled, as if the very racing of his heart kept her piercing cries from stopping him short. Despite her struggles she still fought against him, the fervent twitching and spasming making it near impossible to miss her snapping jaws. She is fighting but he can tell she is not fighting him, but should Velimor make one wrong move, he would reap the consequences of her wild abandon.

He kept telling himself it would be a mercy to end her. And had he not been so experienced and battle-weary, he might not have had the guts to do it.

But once he was able to once more secure a hold of her neck, he bit down hard, desperate to lull her into a peaceful end with as little suffering as possible. But the more she struggled, the harder it became, and Velimor found himself struggling trying to down the woman. But once he was able to grab a firm bite around her throat, the struggling eventually began to cease, and the flailing of stray and angry limbs began to lessen. Velimor's eyes clenched shut as he began to feel the shallow, agonal breathing of her final moments; and when she ceased entirely, he would gently ease her onto the ground, and mourn over this woman he'd never come to know.

Through the haze of blood and sickness he could faintly smell Firnen. It were as if a piece of their King was written into her very fur, now diseased and blighted and stained with blood. His jaws clenched, closing his eyes, grieving there long into the night.

By the time dawn came, he would bury her; he would make sure her grave was marked, so that she would not die completely unforgotten. At least, not to Velimor.

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Exit Velimor.
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Ansella

This content might touch on topics that are sensitive or triggering for some readers. Trigger Warning for mentions of death and dying

There is pain, there is pain, there is pain.

There is struggle and pain.

That is all she knows.

Father?

Then there is a suffocating feeling, a feeling of air being wrought from her body and then...

Then there is nothing.

Ansella breathes out in one final gasp of peace, for the first time in days as she fades- fades from Amaryllis and from a life that was never meant for her.

She lets go- and fades into the oblivion that is promised to those who are gone.

With that merciful act, Ansella dies.

-exit via death-

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