Draig laid there surrounded by Kira, Kasa, and Marco. He might have even felt something because of this but the Feratu had yet to wake up and his body had begun to heat up forcing sweat from the Vampire's pores producing a acrid smell.
"Daddy, whats wrong with him" asked Kasa as she once again wiped the sweat from his head, looking at the bucket full of water there was blackness contaminating the water.
Kira was also worried as he had never seen a fever like this, even Marco's knowledge failed to be of assistance this time. The group had been trying to find remedies but no matter what they tried or what combination nothing worked merely increasing the the temperature causing worry and panic among the three.
Kira had set his people back to work because like it or not there was war coming to their doorsteps and with or without Draig they would have to fight. His kin were now practicing in their armor and showing that his time had not been wasted during this time which would have normally brought pride to this Old wolf but with things how they were he couldn't find the mood for it.
Marco had began searching high and low for anything that might break his Master's fever, he had probably been the most concerned of the three. He rarely slept as he had faced countless dangers that would have killed him if not for the gift from Draig, each time the enchanted shoes saved him it seemed to only to stoke the fire of his determination.
'For the Master, who took this pathetic me into his care. I must find his salvation or I Marco, will slice my own gullet to make amends' thought the little wart with crazed eyes, he had become ravenous in his desperation as if he were some kind of rabid beast.
However unknown the any of them Draig was undergoing his own dilemma's internally.
"You are not my kin" snarled a giant Dark Wisp of a wolf.
Draig sat before him scratched and bitten but his wounds leaked no blood only an odd black substance.
"I am your Master, Founder or not. I will tame you as I have countless others you worthless mongrel" roared Draig as he kicked from the ground attacking the wolf without any restraint sporting his own crazed snarl accompanied by bloodshot eyes.
'This little leech is mad' noted the Wolf Founder
'He is his heir' noted the wolf as it disappeared and left four more claw marks on the Vampire who began growling like a beast, it was clear he was being pushed to the edge by this fight.
"Just allow the process to continue and you will return to your normal self" stated the wolf as he stared at the Vampire.
"No, I only have one of the true Blood traits. If I keep it then those urchins from before will never be my match" snarled Draig as he once again charged disappearing in a whirlwind only to be found with a chunk of his body missing in his midsection forcing him to howl out in pain.
"Face it, there is no fusing the trait. You are Vampire while I am Werewolf, the Dark versions of Man and Beast. I ask that you allow me to spare you as a favor to an old Friend" stated the Wolf keeping his predatory eyes locked on Draig.
Draig didn't answer this time, his back heaved up and down as he drew in ragged breaths. He decided to leave his pride behind in this moment as he dropped onto all fours.
'There is no such thing as pride on the battlefield, no such thing as elegance. There is only the dead and the living' thought Draig as he spun on all fours to face the Wolf Founder snarling like the beast he was becoming.
"You leave me no choice then. Forgive me Vlad but this scion doesn't know his limitations" muttered the Wolf Founder as he once again charged but instead of Draig coming out injured their was a surprised bark.
"What are you doing, this isn't how Vampire's fight" howled the Wolf Founder in rage at what had happened.
He began jumping all around shaking furiously eventually revealing Draig latched onto the Wolf Founder with his teeth like some kind of giant demonic tick.
Growling Draig tried drinking from his opponent but and found himself being satiated until suddenly the flow stopped.
"Grrrr" came the growl but the Wolf Founder did not attack as he had before.
"You got what you wanted Leech, now leave my domain" stated the Wolf Founder before howling hypnotically while casting a final golden glare towards Draig promising pain if they met again.
Outside with Kasa and Kira Draig suddenly lurched Forward while the rest of the incomplete Iron Body Wolf Trait was purged through his pores in a dark vapor.
"RAAHHHRGGHHH" roared Draig before he was hit by two sudden figures hugging him with tear stained eyes.
"Master, your alive. I am so happy, forgive me Master. Little Marco couldn't find anything to cure you" cried Marco holding Draig for dear life.
Draig was about to become angry and throw the little pest off of him but a hand on his head distracted him as he looked into those golden pupils he felt calm oddly.
"Welcome back kid, I mean Master" chuckled the Old wolf but looking closely you could see the tear that had almost been released upon the Feratu's awakening.
Kasa remained latched to Draig's side refusing to let go, the young Feratu felt a something he hadn't felt since he was but a child as a smile made it's way onto his face.
"Release me, or else" stated Draig quickly changing the look on his face to its usual position, he wouldn't let them see what they had caused no matter what. He was Feratu, cold, cruel, bloodthirsty.
"Master, you smell like kin" stated Kasa suddenly causing Kira to take a whiff.
"What happened" snarled Kira thinking that the fever had been caused by more would be assassin's.
"Nothing, I just found your Bloodline trait to be irresistible thus I tried to assimilate through the tome" stated Draig leaving out the bit about the Aries searching for him.
Kira knew there was something more to it, his old eyes hadn't gone blind yet but he wouldn't pressure the one he called Master for answers as it wasn't his place but a smile did make it's way to his face.
'I'm glad your safe kid, thick or thin. To this Old wolf you are a friend, I wish you could have seen the reactions of the people. I don't even think you are aware of that skill you have, something not even your precious little book can copy' thought Kira as he turned his back to allow Draig more time to rest.
Kasa finally released Draig but her eyes never left him, she followed his every movement like a hawk as if she thought he would just disappear.
"Kira" called Draig halting the old Wolf.
"Yes Master" asked Kira with a look of fondness.
"Prepare for war, I grow tired of these Plains" stated Draig as he ordered Kasa to fetch him something to eat so he could be left to his thoughts for a bit.
'Is that how blood would taste...... not bad' chuckled the Feratu as he laid back down.