Jazrella smiled up painfully at Ivan as she did her best to attempt to sit up, but failed and fell against his chest. "I think I need some healing potion and bandages..." he whispered, knowing if she still had her little bag of healing herbs from when she was a slave she might be able to heal herself.... Might. "It hurts like a son of a gun..." she breathed and did her best to smile up at him with reassurance. "Can we go somewhere?" she asked and shivered, feeling cold. "I'm cold..." she breathed and looked up into those beautiful eyes with trust and pleading.

Jazrella had kept a hold of Ivan's sleeve tightly as he walked her to the female healing den. Tears were still falling from her eyes and when she was set down on a makeshift bed she held onto Ivan's sleeve tightly in fear and pain. She didn't want him ever leaving her side again. A motherly wolf walked over with a kind smile and took her inflamed wrist gently within her warm fingers. "Little one... You need to ask the darkness to heal you... It is your faithful servant, and loving power giver." she whispered, Jazrella looking at her with pain and tears in her eyes. "How?" she choked sniffling. "Reach to it with your heart and mind, it is right there waiting for you.." she whispered and Jazrella closed her eyes as she shook, suddenly the darkness in the back of the room floated over the ground towards her, and then wrapped around her wrist like a black cloud. The pain in Jazrella's face instantly began to die away, and she let out a heavy sigh before looking up at Ivan. Her eyes then fluttered closed and her hand let go of his sleeve, as she fell asleep. The female smiled softly and stood, turning to Ivan. "I shall inform your father what has happened to your mate.... She has finally been marked with the sign of power." she said and touched the now healed wrist, turning it ever so slightly to see the flaming looking black runes that seemed to ever shift on her skin. "She is one with the darkness..." she breathed and looked up at Ivan.

Jazrella slowly awoke after about an hour from when she passed out. Giving a soft groan she felt Ivan's warm hand and smiled still closing her eyes. She curled up and rested her cheek on his hand. "Ivan..." she whispered sleepily and slowly looked up at him. "Am I healed?" she asked softly and kissed his skin of his thumb. "I am glad you're here... I was worried you might have dissappeared..." she breathed and sighed softly in releaf.

((are you going to have Ivan's father talk with Jazrella about learning and mastering her powers for the prophesy you mentioned?))

Relief seeped in to Ivans features as he saw Jazrella begin to wake up.'Its best if you take it easy for awhile.'Ivan remarked as he saw her begin to curl up.Nothing worried him more as of the moment.His only concern was Jazrella.'I honestly dont know, you may have some internal damaged because of the venom but after a few days of sleep or maybe even sooner, you should be as good as new.'Ivan breathed out in a long sigh as his thumb stroked Jazrellas lips.He knew he couldn't leave her alone anymore after what had happened.But Ivan was going to go into total lock down, but he'd make sure Jazrella still had her freedom and space to breathe.The last thing he wanted was for her to feel smothered.'Whenever your ready, we can go talk to Dad.Your marked by the darkness, and Dad wants to help you more then anything and help you through a prophecy thats supose to happen.He wants to warn you before its his time to leave on to the next pack..'Ivans chest squeezed at the thought of his father leaving.Or so, his step father.But once Jazrella understood the darkness and the more she bonded with it, her wings would soon come.Ivan had already earned his wings, but they had been ripped away from him many, many years ago.It left a v shape scar all along his spine to the small of his back.Staring down at Jazrella with ease and care, he could only be nothing but happy that she was alive.'How are you feeling?'Ivan asked softly, his blue eyes staring into her own.

[[Working on it. D: -Flails-.]]

Jazrella listened silently and then smiled softly. She would very much like to talk with Ivan's father. She then kissed his knuckles once more and slowly sat up. Her hair fell in soft curls down her back and shoulders as she did, and her bright golden eyes stared into Ivan's beautiful eyes. "I feel fine... A bit tired, but fine..." she breathed reassuringly and then streched slowly. Sighing softly she then gently swung her legs off the side of the bed and was surprised seeing the fire runes on her skin. "Can you read that?" she breathed amazed as the runes danced along her skin, but it only showed her words, everyone else saw runes. "It's... The song... My mother taught me... Before she died..." she whispered confused and showed Ivan. "Can't you read it?"

Ivan stared down at the runes on Jazrellas skin.'They appear to be runes from my point of view.'He stated bleakly.'What do you see?'Ivan asked softly as he kept staring down at the runes.Everyday that Jazrella got stronger, the more vampires it attracted.'We'll have to go into hiding soon.'Ivan thought to himself as his features etched in deep thought.

Jazrella blinked up at Ivan surprised and then looked back at her wrist. "It's the old rhym about the darkness.... A little girl walks as the day heads for bed. The path she walks is narrow and filled with horrors and dred. She has no need to fear, because her knight is always here, waiting in the darkness. His armor neither glows nor shines, he doesn't need to dine. Her loyal servant threw and threw, her protector too. Though the path is straight like an arrow, she doesn't fear the narrow. For hand in hand she walks with her knight, leading her on faithfully, until there's light." she resighted. Looking up at Ivan she smiled sadly. "My mom was a healer and always taught me how to heal and recite poems like that... She made up that poem about me, since I walked home from gather herbs in the dark... It never really scared me." she said softly and shrugged. "She died when I was ten, and dad sold me not long after." she explained and looked up into his eyes. "Should we talk with hour father now?"

Jazrella smiled happily and took Ivan's hand lovingly. She slowly stood and feeling stable she walked with Ivan out into the sunlight. Blinking she covered her eyes for a second before they adjusted to the harsh light on her golden orbs. Blinking she was soon realizing that they were in a clearing, far deeper in the woods then she innecially realized. Smiling softly she was surprised as Ivan's father walked up to her, wearing the same thoughful expresssion as Ivan wore. "I'm fine.... Please thank your healer for me.... I didnt get the chance to." she said greatfully and squeezed Ivan's hand. He and his father looked worried, and it wasn't very assuring on her end.

Jazrella smiled at Jet but when she turned to Ivan she was surprised at how resolved he looked. He must have figured out hats he had been thinking of, and when he spoke she knew her assumptions were correct. Though hearing him she took his hand in her's and then his collar ruffly and pulled him into a deep and passionate kiss, growling some. She then nipped his bottom lip and looked into his eyes. "Be swift. Be safe..." she breathed and then kissed him one more time. "Please don't do anything dangerous." she whispered and then purred softly. "I love you." she said and slowly let him go, smiling, hoping and believing that he would be fine and was doing something as simple as notifying the castle staff of his absence... Or something...

Ivan kissed Jazrella back fiecerly.It was hard to contain himself when she kissed him.Ivan sighed softly as he caressed Jazrellas face.'I won't be gone long.'He breathed as he took her in with his eyes one last time.Then Ivan took off in his wolf form, heading for the vampires territory.If he gave them his wings, he could make the king do an oath to never hurt Jazrella.The pain would be undescribable but she was worth the fall.

Jet stared out after his son as he took off.Glancing back to Jazrella as though Ivan never left, he carried on.'So Jazrella. Are you ready to open up your mind and see what other powers lay learking?'Jet asked gently, a warm smile settling on his wolfish lips.

Jazrella watched Ivan leave, not knowing or realizing that the vampires lived that way... Ivan hadn't really told her anything about this new world she had been thrown into. Smiling gently and looking to Jet she found herself aching for Ivan's return already. "I'm ready." she said softly and then a question formed in her mind. "Is there any possible way.... My human mother could have known about these powers?" she asked softly looking at him. "I already know how to do a few things..." she whispered and blushed. She then looks at him hoping that he had some crazy way to bring her mother back... Though she knew it was impossible....

Jet felt abit more calmer now that it seemed Ivan had resolved his inner conflict.Silently, Jet thought for a moment trying to find the right words to anwser Jazrellas question.'That I can not determine, but she most likely knew you would have powers later on down the road but she probobly thought it was unlikely so she kept you.'Jet tried to reason.He didn't know Jazrellas mother so he was trying to second guess her thoughts.'What do you already know?'Jet asked as he studied Jazrella.The next two powers that followed after the dark was fire and earth.These two should be the last of her powers, whether or not she developed more was out of Jets concern.

It didn't take long for Ivan to reach the vampires castle, none the less they're chambers for the king.Ivan always slipped between the shadows unseen.Vampires were praticully defensless when it came to him being the hunter and not having to chase them down.In his human form, he sat down on the side of the kings bed, awaiting his arrivel.Waiting turned into hours, but when Ivan saw the door knob turning, he quickly stood and hid waiting for him to walk in alone.Of course he had women with him.Disgusting.Ivan thought to himself.Then suddenly he missed being at Jazrellas side.After a brief moment of planing, he waited for the two women to leave.The vampire didn't seem to be as moronic as he appeared to be after he acknowledged Ivan.'And what do I owe such a visit, young prince?'Hiro stated calmly as he himself stood.Ivan stepped out of the shadows, acting as though Hiro ceased to phase him.'I know you sent your men after her today.I want you to swear on your life and on your peoples that you will never hurt her or try to capture her ever again.'The words seemed to tug at Hiro as he crossed his arms over his chest.'In return ill give you my wings.'This seemed to strike Hiro like a slap to the face.'Wolf wings are quiet rare now in days..expectly ones that with hold power..Alright.I will accept this bargain of yours.'Seeing Hiro take the deal so quickly made Ivan abit shakey and make more and more plans.Hiro with drew a knife from his pocket and sliced his palm.'I, Hiro, Vampire king, will not hurt Jazrella nor try to capture her.For if I make this attempt, my men and I along side of them, shall die and return to the dust inwhich we came.'Hiros voice was smooth and silky into the air.But he had other ace's up his arm for Jazrella.Ivan took hold of the knife, holding his palm out and slicing it just as Hiro had done.'I, Ivan, soon to be king, shall feed as much information to you as I recieve for the next month for attacks.If I fail to do so, then I shall return to the dust inwhich I came.'And as the deal was made, Ivan took off his shirt and allowed 20 vampire men to rip out his wings.He remained soundless to only find himself leaving and returning back home once again.But he could not turn into a wolf as he did so.For the pain pulled at his vision and made him feel light.The shock of his wings being gone had changed everything forever.But he did it for Jazrella, because he loved her and if he was one day gone, wanted her safe.

Jazrella explained to Jet that last night she had been messing aorund and had started a random fire on her fingers. Soon he had her learning how to throw flames and make them do her bidding. SHe weaved it with her darkness like two ribbons in a never ending dance. She found herself singing with them, and moving, almost dancing herself. It was like a beautiful art form. Soon she was done and resting happily against a tree. But then suddenly her stomach twisted and she was on her feet in seconds. Fear tore at her heart as her head whipped around sensing Ivan. "Ivan..." she breathed worriedly and sprung into a fast run, her heart beating in her ears. "Ivan!" she shouted, worry and fear rushing adrenaline threw her viens as she did, knowing something had gone terribly wrong. She gasped seeing him and skidded to a stop. Looking at him and then into his eyes tears fell down her cheeks. "No... Why?" She whispered, devistated seeing the horrible blood and wounds on his back. She cupped his face and then cradled him against her body, weeping for her mate's lost wings. They were the most important and powerful to a wolf... Even she knew that... Seeing them gone she knew somehow this was to protect her... "Why?.... Oh Ivan.." she sniffled trying to choke down her sobs building in her chest.

Jazrella was shocked seeing the single feather presented to her. Lifting her hair so he could attach it around her neck she smiled softly. "I will guard it with my life..." she breathed happily and smiled widely. Looking into his eyes images of their love they had made flashed before her eyes, relegating how beautiful his wings had been spread our behind him, making him look like a god. How soft and warm they had been when they had cuddled. It was saddening that she would never get to see his beautiful wings again, after the one and only glimps she had gotten. "I love you so much.... Just please... Don't do something like that again..." she whispered and pressed her lips to his softly, caressing his cheek. "you should get some rest love...." she breathed knowing that training and powers would have to wait. Ivan was the most important thing in he life, he couldn't go unattended.

Jazrella blushed hearing Ivan calling her princess. He had just begun to call her that, like a little pet name. She purred happily hearing him and then looked into his eyed as he guided her to do so. She was still cradling him in her arms, unwilling to ever let him go. "I feel the same... I will do anything to always stay by your side... I nave want to go an hour without being with you ever again..." she whispered lovingly and then looked at him softly. "What are we to do now? What is this prophesy?" she asked curiously looking from him to glance at jet and then back.

Ivan avoided eye contact with jet.He had changed everything because of his selfless deed.'I think we need to leave and find another place to live.'Ivan breathed softly a he kissed the crown of Jazrellas head.'When I gave him my wings it messed everything up.Now fate has changed.'Ivan elaborated as he held on to Jazrella.

Jazrella looked at Ivan and then to Jet. "What do you mean?" she breathed. Worry was clearly written in her face as she realized Ivan couldn't look to Jet. "How has it changed?... Ivan..." she whispered, her body slowly begining to tremble. She felt her stomach twist into a knot like something wrong had happened, and Ivan couldn't seem to meet her eyes either... "Please.. Ivan... What's changed?" she asked again, her heart picking up speed a little bit, unable to calm down. She wanted to say that she was gettting scared, but she wasn't strong enough to utter anouther soundd.