Until now the lithe blond hadn't noticed his smell it had to be the man in the cave with her: leather and wood smoke. Shaking her head to get the thoughts from her mind. She had to save him his life mate needed him. She felt less than worthy of being here doing what she was. It may have been empathy or having a connection to this man; she could feel some semblance of his pain. The young woman's body ached though it could be the prolonged use of the little owl she had been. her heart broke hearing the pain in the moan she wished she had something for the pain, yet to call that to her may be worst than him suffering she hadn't quite mastered a lot of the calling upon.<br/><br/>When he said the clumsy healer that was Marcella had to be an angle, the red took her cheeks. Trying to find the words to argue against him she found it hard.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#a64dff">"I am far from an angle"</span>she mutter moving swiftly when he moved trying to prevent the pain. The full pink of her lips making a pout as she placed her hands gently on him. A bit of hurt came to her as he laughed out loud when she was trying to reassure the man before her. "<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">For mother Earth's sake I am so tired of being called child."</span>She spoke the words of her mind before she could stop them flowing, the red deepened in her cheeks.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">"I'm...I'm...so sorry"</span>She stammered out. Looking at the way he looked as well as the state she was in if anyone was to find them may the mother herself watch over this man.<br/><br/>When the dark haired male looked at her, the blond instinctively turned her head away not to meet his eyes for she felt shamed. After not finding her life mate at her coming of age she felt broken, not even the great healer could explain it to her. She honestly didn't know what to say more than came to mind.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">"Your life mate can help you till you are sure about yourself even your little sister would I am sure she adores her brother."</span>She spoke as she moved him in the soil it was too near sunrise to risk much longer and he needed the rest. Truth be told she needed it too, she was exhausted and not feeding before she had left would mean they couldn't stay here long. Laying next to the man she was saving, before covering them with the rich soil<br/><br/>&&&&<br/><i>An evil cackle broke through  her mind making the blonde's blood run cold. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff9999">"Do you think you can save him child? You can't he's too far gone, even if you can the hunters will kill him. Don't you see the darkness in him?"</span> The voice was taunting her yet who it belonged to she had no way of knowing. It was as if her voice was stolen the words not coming to her. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff9999">"You can't save him just like you couldn't save Nicoli"</span>  Again the laughter was echoing in her mind repeating over and over that she couldn't help him. "<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff9999">You are just a weak child, who is going to die along with this hunter."<br/>
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&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;</i><br/>Marcella woke with a fright her heart pounding forgetting she was underground almost panic stricken she opened the earth above her. Once she was Free of the earth, the blond could feel it  was moonrise. Closing the earth behind her, she would wait for him to wake. Her heart heavy from the nightmare doubt starting to seep in her mind. As she sat crying silently, a noise caused the woman to look up. Though she was not in time the man had dug is way out of mother earth. Moving with caution toward the man, was he in tears for her.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">"I'm right here."</span>She spoke trying to hide she had been crying.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">"Ceiro you shouldn't be doing this. What has you so panicked?"</span>She asked a delicate hand taking his to show she was real and cared.