Kit high in the air now and flapping his wings as strong as he can, he soared through the air going over 60mph. He searched the ground for Vevina but soon the clougs decreased visability so he tucked his wings behind him and dove toward the ground now going nearly 200mph. But he wasn't as high as he thought he was but he bode well even though he smashed into a tree which the first cut the tree in half and he crashed on the ground leaving a small crater but he jumped up right away and walked around looking for Vevina. The impact was controlled so he was not all that injured, besides the speed he was going helped a bit.

Searching for Vevina, Kit soon found some paw prints in the mud so he followed those to see if they belonged to Vevina. The prints were a bit meddled because of the rain and they looked a little big but he followed them to see if Vevina was nearby.

Hearing the padding of paws in the distance behind her, Vevina quickly swerved around and faced the direction the noise was coming from. Her shackles went up and she began to bear her teath. She waied for her enemy to appear, a few moments later she could see them. However, it was no enemy, it was Kit. Kit had come to her aid, but hom on earth did he know that she was hurt, and how did he know where to find her?

"KIT!!!"Vevina yipped her friends name in happiness, "Boy am I glad to see you! I was flying and-" she was cut off by his voice.

"Calm! Let me examine your wing." Kit walked over and looked at Vevina's wing; he usually didn't like to use his healing powers since it took a great deal of energy and left it's mark on the other being.

Kit circled around Vevina and looked at the wing that was held at an akward angle, it definetly was borken but he was not sure if he required any supernatural power to help it heal.

As Kit looked at her wing vevina held perfectly still, except for when she sneezed.

"Sorry...I couldn't hold it in any longer....I think this rain may be causing me to get the beginings of a cold.....I hope not...." Vevina appoligized. "Is there anything you can do for my wing Kit?" she asked hopefuly.

If there was nothing that oculd be done then it would be a long walk back to that tree that she now called hers.

Kit looked at the wing and tried to see if it required any special treatment. Though never was all that good at telling if something required healing unless they were on the death row. Right now, Kit didn't think it required any treatment. "Your wing looks fine, I wish not to use my powers. If the animals of the forest knew, then I'd be really busy." Kit stretched his wing over the small fox and kept her dry the best he could. "Come, I will take you home."

Right before they started walking back, another explosion was heard in the distance and Kit looked towards it but then he looked back at his injuredc freind and didn't move his wing from over her.

Kit folded his wing back from over Vevina now that the rain has stopped and he shook dry. And now that much time has passed, he could still see that there was absolutely no improvement in the wing of being healed or being positioned in a way so that it can be healed.

He sighed and told them stop and he pressed his paw against the wing and used his power from deep within to pass energy from his own body to the wing. Soon, he removed his paw and the wing became mobile again but a white paw print was now upon the wing forever to be.

With a look to the east, where the humans were making there way through, Kit told his fellow freinds to head back home. While he took off and headed toward the human intrusion.

(sorry for not being on all that much more; internet is being really annoying. So, I'm trying to allow the rest of you to be able continue with the RP without me.)

Near the human encampment where they had stored away all their equipment away from the night, Kit decended from the sky. Before Kit could reach the ground, he could see lots of destruction of the wilderness which he expected. But the one thing that was a bit more unexpected was that there were many dead animals hanging from the roof's of some of the temporary houses in which he took most interest in that there was a few wolves and foxes among the mist of all them.
Kit's soul angered and some could say that there was a slight aura glowing about him like white flames. The sky grew even darker than normal and as soon as Kit touched the ground, a large lightning bolt struck one of the digging equipment machines which caused it to explode. The storm grew violent with constant flashes and deafening thunder, it was a little while before the heavy rain hit.
A couple other of machines exploded and eachone sent a surge of air towards Kit that should have knocked him off his feet but he stood his ground.

From afar, it looked like a violent storm on the horizon and a battle in the mix with constant flames keeping the clouds lit with orange that the rain seem to have no effect on helping put the flames out.

Humans awoke and ran out of their homes and tents and tried to put the fires at. None took interest in Kit but Kit walked among them, looking for the hunters that must have been hired to clear out wildlife dangers. Soon they were found with their guns in hand, Kit glared at them and suddenly a white mist could be seen around them, circling. Sometimes, part of the mist would charge the men and one would fall, while the others stood frozen scared or trying to get away. Sometimes, this mist would take a familar shpae as a wolf, fox, rabbit, couger or bear (the animals that were hung on the roofs).
As soon as the last hunter laid in his own blood, the mist faded up into the air. May their souls rest in peace.
Kit turned back around toward the forest and no longer saw any animals hanging from the roofs. However, the fire spread even unpredictably to Kit which caused another machine to explode near Kit. Kit turned around to see a large sharpel fly right at him. It hit him with great velocity and went at least three inches into his body. It was spinning so it stuck in to Kit from the side rather than a spear kind of a way.
The velocity was great and did not stop when it hit Kit, it forced Kit to go with it that sent him going through the forest line. He finally came to a stop far behind the tree line where he landed on his side with the large sharpel was still in him. He was bleeding severly down the side and his eyes watered so much that he had to close them but he panted heavily. Blood streamed off Kit's body and he soon went unconcious.

The rain finally started to help put out the fire and the storm dissisapated.