((omg dark i hate you!! i am only on Bleach 25 lol i so lame))

((Im on Bleach number 0.))

Silvie lost her balance with Andros's swipe, her eyes went wide as she toppled to the ground... a near 2 story drop, she landed with a dull thud on the ground rolling slightly, and forced her eyes open, she grabbed her ribs in pain, feeling them poking out of her side.  She forced herself up and found herself face to face with a full blown werewolf.  She swallowed hard...  Backing against the wall of the castle but glancing around, her sences suddenly came to her, she had to run. Fast.  All that muggle sports training had to come in handy.  She had to run...a strange liquid dripped from her forehead, arms and bare legs...she quickly identified the substance by the strong scent of rust...no doubt her own blood from the fall.  She felt her vision blurring, but forced herself to remain awake...collapsing would no doubt be her death.  She couldnt find the breath the scream, nor did she want to.  She tripped over her bloody feet as she began to make steps away from the wolf.

The scent of blood reached Andros's powerful nose and his pupils became small dots. The blood hunger overcame him and he lunged... Straight into a flurry of hooves. "Andros!" Cail shouted. He roared at Cail and several centaurs flanked Silvie. One, a female chestnut, age 34, approached her. "Dear.... She's bleeding. Cail! Hurry up! He's lost all senses because of the fullmoon! We'll take her back to the grounds and help her!" The female shouted. She turned to the female human. "Dear, come with me. We'll help you while Cail tames the beast." She whispered, holding her hands out so Silvie could climb onto her back. The two males snorted, uncomfortable. The female shot them a glare and they stilled. "Come." A black stallion said gently to the girl. Meanwhile, Cail battled against his brother. Andros roared at the centaur and Cail's face deepened and he grimaced. He had managed to land a cut on Andros's forehead, but Andros had managed to land a cut to Cail's flank. Andros feinted and lunged at Cail. Cail pranced away and reared, tossing his head. "ANDROS!" He shouted. Then he turned, and ran into the forest, Andros following after him. The black male turned in surprise. he snorted. "CAIL!" He cried, racing after the boy centaur who looked remarkably like him. The female nodded at the last male and he followed after Cail, Andros, and his father. The female hefted Silvie onto her back. "Hold on tight." She warned.

Silvie felt her blood dripping down the centaurs back, she swallowed hard, her ribs squeezing her lungs.  She coughed, blood emerging from her throat.  She felt her eyes close gently and she slid off the mares' back landing in an unconcious heap on the gras.sy earth.  Flashbacks from the past soared through her mind, negative and positive ones...

((dark, well silvie is in horrible condition so maybe if she goes to the infirmiry, dark can see her and then alert draco and katie or something...))

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The female centaur careful picked her back up, then growled. "I have to use my powers..." She mumbled, annoyed slightly. She muttered something and she vanished, only to reappear in the infermary.  She set Silvie on the bed and then knocked on the Nurse's door. She hid in the shadows as Madam Pomphrey came out, took one look at Silvie, and set to work. The female used her powers again and reappeared outside. She raced into the woods, following the trail of wreckage until she came upon them. Her husband, Cail, and his father was standing in a circle around Andros, who was unconcious and lying on his side. There was a nasty cut running down his flank. It had stopped bleeding, but no doubt it hurt. he had several other small scratches here and there, but otherwise, he was unharmed. Her husband turned to her and pawed the earth. "We tried to get him down with as few injuries as possible... But..." He said, shrugging the last of the sentence away. She nodded and peeked a glance at Cail. His face was stone hard as he gazed at the werewolf at his feet. She knew that Cail cared greatly for the little first year. Wolf or no. Cail's father sighed. "Come on Jero, Zeheaara. Let's leave Cail alone with Andros. He'll be fine." His father said. Zeheaara nodded and her husband, Jero did as well. They turned and padded into the forest. Cail stood there, gazing down at the werewolf, the silence deafening. He sighed sadly. "Borhter...." he whispered, gazing at the wound. It was already starting to heal, but because of the poison on the spear tip, it was healing slower than normal. The other small scratches healed faster. Cail stared at the puckered scar on Andros's shoulder from the arrow and the three scars on his neck. "Guess you have another scar to your collection brother..." he whispered, knowing that the poison would make the large cut on his side scar as well.

Silvie tried to open her eyes but felt as if something was forcing them shut... the pain rang through her body as she felt blood drip off her seemingly useless limbs... she cussed herself in her mind, an idiotic move to climb onto the window... just idiotic.  She had doomed herself from the moment she set a hand on the pane... the moment she decended from the dormetry.  She tried to lift her arms but they didnt even move, they hung limply at her sides... all she had was her thoughts, for her body was not listening.  She processed what happened... Andros lost himself and swiped at her, she lost her balance and plumeted to the earth... there were centaurs...and blood...then all went black.  She heard faint voices around her "Her wounds are serious, perhaps fatal..." that was the last trace of human voices before silvie lost conciousness once more.

Slowly, the moon began to fade as dawn approached. Andros opened his eyes and gazed at Cail. He growled low and mean. Cail just stared sadly down at him. Slolwy, Andros staggered to his feet, growling at Cail. "Andros....." Cail whispered.