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Promptly Jenna appears and slaps Sterling across the head with her clawed hand with a growl. Owch.

He saw stars for the brief moment he was thrown forward, and then he landed on his stomach with a grunt. He rubbed the back of his head.

"Ow! What was that for?" He winced as his head pounded and he drew his hand back to check for blood.

''I'm the mom of Dark and Silver. What do you think I am? I'm not a werewolf or demon!''

He blinked at Jensara, and then looked at Darkness and Silver. "Oh."

Now that he looked carefully enough, he could see the familial resemblance. "Oh! Right, well, excuse me if I didn't have a chance to reach that conclusion all by myself."

His hand was clean of blood, thankfully, but it had still hurt. "And anyway, I'm heading out of this vault. You're welcome to join me, but if I encounter so much as one more slime frog or eel or...whatever. I'm going to lose control of my already teetering on the edge sanity."

She scowls, arms crossed, as a generic day werewolf pack attacks the group with a snarl.

A string of curses punctuated with the ka-chak of the crossbow, shattered the previously serene vault as Sterling fought to defend himself and Hybrid.

Actually, there was no need to defend himself; he was practically immune to werewolf. It was just the thought that they would dare attack him that made letting them go unharmed a thing unheard of.

Jenna kills one with a swift punch to it's neck using her dull hands.

One Were saw Silver and froze in place, before attacking Sterling instead.

Darkness viciously murdered another Were with his face(aka fangs).

Elder winces and kills another with his bladed tail.

It left 2 Weres, which teamed up and charged at Sterling, each noticed as leaders of a pack.

One bolt went through the werewolf on the left, and then he didn't have time to reload as the second charging werewolf on the right attacked. He managed to get the crossbow between him and the creature's jaw though, so it saved him a bite.

"Get. Off." He growled and dropped to his knees, pulling out a silver-tipped bolt, just as the crossbow buckled and collapsed. With a yell of fear and surprise, Sterling quickly found himself pinned beneath a very large, very hostile werewolf, with only a crossbow bolt to his name.

Dark snarled and tackled the Were, freeing Sterling. The Were and him went into a brawl, both equally matched since Darks huge wings were folded tightly to keep his speed up. He snarled at it the lunged as the Were snapped to bite..

That was just fine, by Sterling, as he recovered enough to grab another bolt--the last one that remained in his quiver--and staked the werewolf through the jaws when it bit the ground.

He pulled it free, knowing that wouldn't be enough to kill it though; he needed the heart.

"Darkness, can you pin him? Roll him onto his back?" He wasn't even sure he had the strength to force the silver-tipped bolt through the werewolf's chest and into his heart, or that the bolt would hold up long enough to get that far. But without his crossbow, it was the only thing he could do.

The Were yelps then turned around and chomped into Sterlings arm harshly.

"Aaaugh!" Sterling yelled as pain engulfed his arm. "Get it off! Get it off! Get it off!" His voice was tight with pain, and it felt like his arm was going to be torn clear off.

He flailed about with the crossbow bolt, stabbing the creature's face with the pointed tip.

Of course, it was only a matter of time before the silver-tainted blood in Sterling's arm began to surge and spill into the werewolf's mouth. In so doing, it began to tingle and then burn where it touched. If the werewolf swallowed, it would be losing its esophagus very shortly.

The Weres mouth filled with the blood then it let go and fell over, choking as the silver began to burn within it. Within minutes it fell limp, eyes shut and mouth covered in burns, with it's lungs destroyed along with it's throat.

Dark just snorts, licking the blood off of his paw. It seemed the silver taint has little effect on a Were who's sister has silver in her veins.

Sterling didn't move. His chest rose and fell, indicating that he still lived, but his eyes were closed and his mouth was twisted into a pain-filled grimace.

Dark snorted and licked the bite mark lightly, a slimy tounge grazing the blood that was gathering. It acted as a cover, slowing the bleeding as Dark drunk any drips then nuzzled Sterling with a wet dog nose. ''Sterling Silver?'' He joked.

It was the slime that brought him around enough to hear his old nickname. And he groaned.

"Ster-ling," he grunted, eyes opening briefly to squint up at the sunlight. And he closed them again. His arm was on fire and as much as he wanted to just leave his arm there and pretend it wasn't his, he turned his head to look at it.

"How bad's the damage?" It didn't look broken. But it felt bad.

''A bad chomp. There Were choked on your blood, and it looks dead and burnt..Yeesh.'' Dark exclaimed. ''You ok? You was out for a bit.'' His ears perked up a bit, mouth loosely covered in the blood he had cleaned up.

Sterling grimaced at the description of the other were. "Yeah, my blood is rather toxic to your species." He paused and realized that Dark had blood on his mouth. "You didn't touch my arm, did you?" He was worried that Dark had just touched his arm and the silver-tainted blood.

He still hadn't moved. He was trying to gather up his courage to move because he knew it was going to hurt like hell.

Dark just laughed. ''Having a silver blooded sister means your blood just stings a bit to me.'' He chuckled, his lips singed a bit. ''I covered your wound up, though.''

His arm had stopped bleeding at least. "Thank you," Sterling said. And then sat up, bringing his injured arm to his chest. He winced and then looked at the puncture wounds in the skin. The arm wasn't broken, just very sore.

Gingerly he opened and closed his hand, and seeing that he could, relaxed. "Not broken." And then he let out another pained cry, for his eyes had landed on the broken crossbow that lay three feet away.