Addilyn POV
Gods, my side hurts. When Aela told me that it would burn like the fires Oblivion, I didn't believe her. But, now, here we are.
The voyage back to Jorrvaskr was difficult, I could barely keep my eye open. Vilkas, or I suppose, the Wolf knew this and would often gently move his back to keep me awake.
I don't think I would die if I fell asleep, I thought to myself. But, for Vilkas' sake, i tried hard to keep from closing my eyes. After all, I promised him I would stay awake.
Not Vilkas, the wolf. That was an odd thing to say.
As my face rested in the fur of the beasts back, I racked the question over and over again: Why would Vilkas change?
I know I'm not his favorite Companion, oblivion, I'm sure he would be glad if I up and left the guild. But, he insisted I come back with him. And when I refused, he changed into the beast to carry me home.
"Why couldn't you let me die, you stupid mutt" I whispered to myself, but judging off the growl I got as a response from the wolf under me, I assumed he heard it. I smiled and gently pet the fur, "Not you"
The pain has spread to more parts of my body, my left leg now ached as did the left side of my chest. But, the pain still centralized around that Gods forsaken wound. Shallow, but still very painful.
I'm definitely not dying of bleeding out...But I think I'm definitely dying. As my face rests in the fur, I can still smell Vilkas' scent, despite it being him being in his bestial form. Oh Vilkas, this was a mistake. Why bring me home, when all I am going to do was die anyway?
Normal POV
The lights of Whiterun were seen in the distance, and the Wolf began to pick up the speed, causing Addilyn to tighten her grip on his fur to keep from falling off. The beast growled, but kept moving. The dark night perfectly masking his fur. The light of the Skyforge was his destination, but knee he couldn't go through the front gate. When he reached the wall, he began to pace and grumble and growl.
The wolf knew that if he tried to climb the wall, she could fall off and die. The thought made him snarl.
But, they couldn't go through the gate. The guards may be prey, but they would try to kill him nontheless, and Addilyn could get hurt.
So, he laid down on the ground, signaling for the Nord woman to shuffle herself off his back. An action that caused her to groan and wince. When she was successfully off of him, the werewolf stood on it's legs, and howled. While it would strike fear into the hearts of man, Addilyn had other things to worry about. Her right hand clutched her side as she prayed to the Gods, fighting back tears.
Farkas sat up in bed, feeling a familiar sense awaken within. He changed into the beast more often then Vilkas did. But, they being brothers and tranforming together, they had a very tight knight bestial bond. He swung his legs out of bed and walked to Aela's door. His hand rasped on the wood.
"Aela, wake up"
"I am up, ice brains" She called from within and opened her door. Both in their sleeping tunics, getting up wasn't realing on their radar.
"Did you hear that?"
"Yeah, it was a wolf" She began to shut the door again, but Farkas' hand stopped it before she had the chance
"No, not just a wolf" Another howl echoed from nearby, and Farkas stood still, listening and contemplating the voice. Aela listened too.
"So, it's a werewolf, we aren't the only wolves in Skyrim. So, good night Farkas" She barked at him, but instead of responding, he began to run. "Farkas!"
Aela chased after Farkas, pulling on a pair of boots from her room in the process. Despite the sleeping people in their homes, Aela yelled at Farkas to get in him back into Jorrvaskr. Another howl ringed out through the land and Aela perked up. When she remembered the noise, her speed picked up, matching the strides of Farkas. Before they knew it, they were on Skyrim's roads, following the lingering scent in the air; Vilkas, Addilyn, and blood.
The wolf had retired from its howling and was wrapped around Addilyn. Almost like a puppy, it protectively surround her body. Addilyn was slowly losing consciousness, the world around her became blurry, and no amount of the wolf's nudging or warmth could keep her fully there. It was getting difficult to breath, so she leaned into the warm furs and let her tears begin to fall.
"Vilkas!" Farkas' voice rang out through the wind, and the wolf perked up. In the distance, it could see two figures running along the path.
"Addilyn" The second figure spoke, and the wolf nudged Addilyn, but the only sound she mustered was a pained whimper, causing the wolf to growl.
The wolf watched the pair come closer and closer until they were in front of them. They paused for a moment to see the wolf, completely unfamiliar with Vilkas changing forms. The wolf nudged Addilyn again, which only released another whimper. Aela quickly approached the wolf and girl, while Farkas stayed behind, almost too stunned to do anything.
"Addilyn? Addilyn what happened" Aela stood a small distance from the wolf, tentatively making sure not to startle him. She watched Addilyn open her eyes.
"Aela...?" The world blurred even more, only two vague figured lingered in her vision.n "I...was, was..." The pain stung and she hissed, gripping her side, she didn't need to say anything more.
"Farkas, we need to bring her in the gates" Aela stood and faced him, her words calling to him from another realm and he nodded. He approached them and touched Addilyn's back lightly, causing the wolf to move from her body, which then allowed Farkas to pick her up easier. She hissed in pain, and the wolf growled again.
"Vilkas," Aela spoke lightly, "She is going to be okay" Her hand touched his head, "Meanwhile, you focus on changing back, we are going to need your help" And with those words, the wolf watched them run back towards Whiterun, carrying an aching Addilyn.
Addilyn POV
Am I dead yet?
"Farkas, we need to take her Danica" Aela's strong voice rang through the air.
No, I'm not.
"I know Aela, but what about the fact she's…"
"Addilyn and Danica are friends, she won't care. She will want to help"
Only two voices? Where did Vilkas go off too?
I mustered words from my throat, "Where's… Vilkas?"
"You shouldn't waste energy on speaking, Shield-Sister"
"We need to keep you alive"
I was fine with dying, Vilkas should have left me to die. No one would worry like this, besides, what if there was nothing Danica could do? I felt a warm breeze, and realized we were inside the Temple of Kynareth.
"Kynareth preserve us, what happened" That had to have been Danica, who else would say 'Kynareth preserve us?'
"Danica we seriously need your help" Farkas' voice was filled with anger, I could feel it when he carried me.
"You first need to tell me what happened"
There was a pause. I knew that they were tentative of telling her what I was, it would mean releasing sacred information to someone outside of the Companions.
Aela quietly spoke, "Silver"
"Why would silver matter unless you were…" Danica's voice trailed off, and I felt the fear rise in my stomach. My eyes were closed, but I felt hers burning into me. "I understand, quickly, follow me"
Farkas began to move, and I began to drift back and forth.
"We need to get her out of her armor and that satchel off so I can see the wound"
"I'll do it"
"How do you think she's going to feel when she wakes up and knows a man undressed her, Ice Brain? I'll do it"
Aela carefully removed the satchel, handing it over to Farkas, instructing him to take this back to Jorrvaskr. Understanding, I heard him leave my side and out the door. I then felt Aela carefully remove my leather chestpiece, to which I could only mumble and whimper as the pain stretched across my body. I heard a thunk on the floor, to which I could only assume was my armor. Despite the warmth of the temple, my skin began to prickle and my hair was on edge. The wound, now fully open to the world, began to sting as air directly hit it.
"Gods preserve us"
