Lost and Found {Kara, then Blaze}

Kismet didn't even flinch when Kara approached, she had been losing herself to her thoughts with each passing second, it made dealing with whatever she had gone through that much easier. Hands lay limply in her lap, half of her face hidden by the stark white hair. Jaw and muscles slack, devoid from any kind of motion and giving the notion that they perhaps had never been flexible at all. Somewhere in her mind she registered that Kara was speaking to her, but it didn’t quite click together. Her brain was short-circuiting and the synapses were firing to frayed ends that got the processes nowhere. If Kara had noticed, she was cold to the touch.

Turning her head slowly she looked at Kara and reached over to run her fingers through the woman’s hair, letting the red strands fall through them and watching their descent. There was rope burn around her wrists and the fact that her wounds hadn’t healed only meant that Kismet had been starving herself on purpose, or she just hadn’t had the will to hunt anything since. The first few days had been paranoia and disjointed thoughts filled with aggressive and volatile behavior, but now that she had had the time to dwell she simply started to shut down. The pain had been unbearable and they hadn’t known how to deal with her exactly, but she didn’t want to think of that. “They pulled out my fangs…” Absently she reached up and dipped her fingers beneath her upper lip, feeling the gap between her canines and her normal humanly blunt teeth.

“I don’t know where I am… Do you know where I am? No, it doesn’t matter, I have to find Mischa.” Kismet was driven by the insane notion that no matter what she did or where she went, she would have to find Mischa. She slid out from under Kara’s touch and got to her feet, stumbling a few steps as she headed for the murky water. Ice was left in the wake, keeping her footprints perfectly intact. Every rustle had her pausing, ears perking and eyes glittering with the dredges of madness as she looked around suspicious of her own shadow. The tips of her toes touched the water and suddenly the small swamp turned to ice, it was instantaneous and done unintentionally. The throb in her eye started up again and she hunkered down and hunched in on herself, clasping her head in both hands. “Go away. Go away. Go away.” Not only could she hear voices but she could see flickers of darker shadows zipping through her line of vision. Still crouched she turned like an animal sensing a trap closing in on them and hissed at nothing in particular. At least nothing that Kara would be able to see, but something she obviously detected. The shadows were accompanied by whispers, invading her every thought and clawing at the walls of her sanity; her eyes immediately falling on Kara. “What are you doing here? Get out of my forest!”

He had found Kismet in the warehouse; how- He didn't know, perhaps there was some strong bond hidden in the promise of protection he had given her when they had first met, but somehow he'd known she was in trouble.
But something within Kismet had changed, Benjamin could see it the moment he freed her from her ties. It had been proven when she had run from him the moment they were free of the warehouse. He'd followed her but it had proven futile, he'd lost her in the city and tracking her since... Well, tracking wasn't exactly his strong point, especially in human form and he knew that his wolf form would have attracted more attention than he'd like.
His search had lead him across the Delta, not sure where she might have gone in her desperation to get away from what ever those bastards had done to her. Not even Nimeria had spied her from high above the trees; his search had been all for naught.
He had retired around dawn for a few hours of rest. A fire crackled absent of tinder beside him to help with rejuvenation and speed up the REM time so he might continue sooner. There had been no dreams as he sprawled out in wolf form, he preferred to sleep in this form for warmth. Blankets were so restricting in human form and they always got caught around his legs and made him feel trapped.
"Blaze" The name spoken by such a voice jolted him awake with such enthusiasm he was raised to standing " I need you. In Schtien Woods, in the swamp.". The emotions that ran within Kara were mirrored in him for the moment their link remained and it threw him into a panic. She was distressed and anxious- but she wasn't alone.
He broke into a sprint, leaving behind the fire as it extinguished itself. Tendrils of smoke reached out to him as if caught by a breeze, but he as gone before they could catch him, Nimeria in close tow.

Kismet paused and raised her head, she looked over her shoulder at the woman who she thought she recognized but couldn’t quite place. “A safe place?” The thought that someone else had promised her a safe place burst to brilliant light so fiercely that she bent forward and dug her fingers into her hair, tearing them down while screaming at the top of her lungs. It was a fire that burned in the depths of her memory, one she had stowed away in order not to give out any secrets. Kismet’s mind had been fractured, and the images came like a reel of undeveloped film, all stuck together and incoherent. A body torn to shreds, pieces scattered across a yard, ribbons of intestines and pieces of flesh. The smell of blood, metallic and rusty in the air mingling with the fresh and crisp of the cold.

The temperature surrounding Kara and Kismet began to plummet significantly, the bark of trees froze and then splintered from the sudden plunge, her toes burned with the cold of the ice and it started to rise, building upon itself as it threatened to tilt the world and take it down with her. Hell could not melt what she was creating, her palace of ice and desolation, the pain buried in the fractals of its magnificence. She stopped her shrill scream abruptly and panted raggedly, her throat burning and her one eye pulsing erratically. There was a change in the air and slowly Kismet turned to face Kara, her face void of everything, including the fear that she had felt at being in the presence of another. This was not something that would end on good terms, and perhaps there would be more than one harmed on their way out, but suddenly Kara had turned into a thread. “He promised he would keep me safe. Keep the hunters away… He lied. Failed. They took me anyway. There is no safe place.”

Kismet stretched out on all fours, her body taking on the shift, but it had grown far too thin, formed grotesquely skinny as her skin twisted and turned along the creases and joints of her bones and muscles; giving her the gnarled look of a white tree’s bark. They elongated as they took on the properties of a wolf and her mouth twisted, broke and reformed as the muzzle began to take shape. Blood seeped down from her pores, her one good eye gleaming as the light hit it just right while the other remained with a white film over it, taking on a softer quality of opaque gold. She was a feral creature, a thing of the wild and Kara was the threat that she was willing to eliminate in order to protect herself. The wilderness was her safe haven, since she had been here none had harmed her, it had fed her instead. Or starved her, depending on what way you looked at it; and Kara’s presence was going to upset that balance. There as a soft throbbing in her gums, the place where her other fangs had been, and yet her body adjusted to their lack of presence.

Blaze I believe its your post<3

(Woo! Interwebs!)

A warm breath caused fog to appear naught where it should, it was the first sign of a temperature change in the atmosphere - but not what drew the attention. The subtle change from the soft crunch of freshly fallen leaves to the snap of frozen foliage was the next to be had, though there would be no mind payed. Instead, emerald eyes are fixated upon the sudden change of visual effects within the Schtien Wood. Brows furrowed in both confusion and wonder before lifting to allow hues to view the bird above- instinct to make sure no harm had befallen her though the two would share pain.
Ice climbed skyward, entrapping the trees that past by as the pace taken by massive paws was slowed. There was only one whom Benjamin know to hold such powers in the Kumari Lands; only one that he knew Kara might have something to do with.
A gruff noise past his lips allowing for minimal movement of the jaw, executed by a puff of fog as he proceeded to increase his own speed.
It had been weeks since Blaze had seen Kismet, weeks that were spent searching for her. He had found the remnants of ice within the warehouse in the city- puddles, left to dry hours after they were left without fuel to move and weave into ice. The people scattered upon the floor had been a surprise to say the least. Whether Kismet had killed them or they had been left to die as a trap for someone else, he did not know; and somehow he knew that now was not the time for those answers. They would have to wait.
I am close. He said to Kara, alerting her that he was near. He could feel her emotions and how they spread as she shifted into wolf form, stronger now that they were of the same skin; and Kismet's. The bond they shared was nothing compared to Kara and he, but he could feel the tension in the air. The feral angst.
I do not want to cause her more alarm when she is this way. The thought was pressed upon Kara, not unwillingly but it was his all the same. Paws halted, I can feel her, Kara. Calm her, I do not want her to think we are ambushing her. - and he remained still, out of sight, awaiting the okay he needed to proceed, Nimeria circling close over head, silent.

Kis my dear, I believe it is your turn to post:]]