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You've been shot in the leg while in wolf form, and something is wrong. You can feel the bullet burning and searing the flesh inside you--it must be silver! Dig the bullet out yourself, or find a way to get help fast! (If you have packmates, now would be a good time to call them!)

Hiking in New York is really not as bad as one might think, Alex notices. He's been doing it a lot recently, and today was a day like any other: slightly overcast, quiet...
Too quiet.
Alex spies the man right before the gunshot cracks through the air, sending birds screaming.
He makes it only a few steps off of adrenaline alone before tumbling behind a tree, clutching his leg. FUCK THAT HURT!
Alex grits his teeth as the pain sears through him, but something in the back of his mind is screaming at him to get up, get up and move, the man was still out there. Someone knows what he is, and what he's done.
Suddenly, the piercing scream of a man meeting his end echoes through to Alex, but he barely hears it over the dull roar of pain in his ears.
Then there is silence.
Through blurred vision, Alex sees something he is sure must be a dream. Raven hair, red lips, tall stride... he knows who that is, and he'd never hope to see her again.
"Dahlia," he hisses past gritted teeth.
The beautiful woman kneels down, peering at him with amusement.
"Long time no see, darlin'," she purrs. "I was afraid I'd lost ya for a moment." She reaches out, tousling his hair in an almost loving manner. The scar on his side seems to burn. He jerks away from her hand, wincing in pain.
The woman purses her lips. "Always gettin' yourself inta trouble," she says, reaching out to touch the bullet wound on his leg. "But don't worry. I'm here now, and we can go ho-"
"Go away."
Dahlia, straightens, surprised. "Alex, I don't think you..."
The pain fuels his voice, and he downright snarls at her. "I SAID GIT! You ruined my life. Ya can't think you can just meander on into it again and everythin' would be okay. Go away. I don't ever wanna see you again." The wound was beginning to make him sick, and he cannot look at her face.
There's a long silence, the silence of a woman being spurned who is not used to not getting her way. With a disgusted huff, she suddenly digs her fingers into his wound. His vision goes white, and it's all he can do not to pass out from the pain. When it subsides, she is tossing the silver bullet into the brush.
"I gave ya gift, Alex," she hisses, venom dripping from her voice as she stands. "Perhaps someday you'll realize that."
And then she was leaving. After so long wondering what became of her, Alex finds he can't keep from watching her leave. From the way she didn't look back, he had a feeling she knew.
He also had a feeling he will not have seen the last of her.

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Sorry this one's not a funny. P: Tried a different style this time, slightly.
Yes, Dahlia is the one who nommed him back in TN. If you want a closer look, here she is.
Alex's ref sheet is here [link]
Pose reference for Alex is from [link]

Description
For !
You've been shot in the leg while in wolf form, and something is wrong. You can feel the bullet burning and searing the flesh inside you--it must be silver! Dig the bullet out yourself, or find a way to get help fast! (If you have packmates, now would be a good time to call them!)

Hiking in New York is really not as bad as one might think, Alex notices. He's been doing it a lot recently, and today was a day like any other: slightly overcast, quiet...
Too quiet.
Alex spies the man right before the gunshot cracks through the air, sending birds screaming.
He makes it only a few steps off of adrenaline alone before tumbling behind a tree, clutching his leg. FUCK THAT HURT!
Alex grits his teeth as the pain sears through him, but something in the back of his mind is screaming at him to get up, get up and move, the man was still out there. Someone knows what he is, and what he's done.
Suddenly, the piercing scream of a man meeting his end echoes through to Alex, but he barely hears it over the dull roar of pain in his ears.
Then there is silence.
Through blurred vision, Alex sees something he is sure must be a dream. Raven hair, red lips, tall stride... he knows who that is, and he'd never hope to see her again.
"Dahlia," he hisses past gritted teeth.
The beautiful woman kneels down, peering at him with amusement.
"Long time no see, darlin'," she purrs. "I was afraid I'd lost ya for a moment." She reaches out, tousling his hair in an almost loving manner. The scar on his side seems to burn. He jerks away from her hand, wincing in pain.
The woman purses her lips. "Always gettin' yourself inta trouble," she says, reaching out to touch the bullet wound on his leg. "But don't worry. I'm here now, and we can go ho-"
"Go away."
Dahlia, straightens, surprised. "Alex, I don't think you..."
The pain fuels his voice, and he downright snarls at her. "I SAID GIT! You ruined my life. Ya can't think you can just meander on into it again and everythin' would be okay. Go away. I don't ever wanna see you again." The wound was beginning to make him sick, and he cannot look at her face.
There's a long silence, the silence of a woman being spurned who is not used to not getting her way. With a disgusted huff, she suddenly digs her fingers into his wound. His vision goes white, and it's all he can do not to pass out from the pain. When it subsides, she is tossing the silver bullet into the brush.
"I gave ya gift, Alex," she hisses, venom dripping from her voice as she stands. "Perhaps someday you'll realize that."
And then she was leaving. After so long wondering what became of her, Alex finds he can't keep from watching her leave. From the way she didn't look back, he had a feeling she knew.
He also had a feeling he will not have seen the last of her.

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Sorry this one's not a funny. P: Tried a different style this time, slightly.
Yes, Dahlia is the one who nommed him back in TN. If you want a closer look, here she is.
Alex's ref sheet is here [link]
Pose reference for Alex is from [link]