I likez it. Okayz. Ima roleplay now x.x))
Carla dragged the wolf's body back to the camp and dropped it in her den. She told Zala to tell every wolf that she was not to be disturbed, and she heard the howl of the information. She stared at the body and took a deep breath. She looked at it, completely still. She slowly eliminated all other sound besides her heart pumping, her blood shooting through her veins, and her mind throbbing with thoughts. She didn't blink, nor move in any way. She took deep breaths, and passed half of each breath onto the dead wolf. She gulped once, for it was hard to lend another body part of your breath, but she did it anyway. After a while, she began to hear two wolves breathing. She heard two hearts beating. She didn't, however, hear two minds thinking. She couldn't allow that wolf to think like the old, dead one. It might return its loyalties to the Earth Clan.
She took the deepest breath of all, and passed it all to the wolf. She began to see everything clearer, for before it was black and soothing. She gasped for breath. After regaining all the air she needed, she looked at the now living, breathing wolf. All of it was alive except its mind. Carla wasn't done yet, though, for the blood in its veins were, in a way, fake. They just were substituting real ones, for now. She couldn't give the wolf real, bright red blood just yet, or else she'd use up too much of her energy and die. For now, the wolf merely had dark, dirty, black blood--useless except to keep him alive. But he couldn't move or think.
Carla took a few moments to rest, knowing that any interruption would break her calmness and make it harder for her to get back on track and put the red blood into the wolf. She closed her eyes and breathed evenly.
I tried to make it fair and hard for her so that she couldn't just snap her paws and then all the dead would rise up XD I didn't want to even be tempted to powerplay.
Oh, and could Killer or some other wolf interrupt her to tell her something important?))
