Is this the end?
Yara
Basilisk
Warlord
Master Fighter (245)
Master Hunter (240)
Marauder
Bloodletter
age
4 Years
4 Years
gender
Male
Male
gems
1085
1085
player
Seadragoness
Seadragoness
07-23-2024, 01:02 PM
Basilisk woke to a den too warm. He ran a dry tongue across parched lips. When he tried to get to his paws he staggered, weak. It wasn't a sensation he was accustomed to. Stretching his body out to move made him realise he was freezing, and he shivered even as he felt the warmth that clung to his body. The spring day wasn't that hot, and he realised at last what had happened. Crap.
“Yara” his mouth was too dry, the hoarse word was barely a whisper. He licked his lips again, and forced the word out. “Yara” where was she? He needed to keep this from Ignita.
“Yara” his mouth was too dry, the hoarse word was barely a whisper. He licked his lips again, and forced the word out. “Yara” where was she? He needed to keep this from Ignita.
As his Consort, Ignita can enter any of his threads without warning
Yara
Intermediate Fighter (45)
Intermediate Intellectual (30)
age
3 Years
3 Years
gender
Female
Female
gems
0
0
player
Sinchanted
Sinchanted
07-23-2024, 03:45 PM
CODE BY SIN
Basilisk
Warlord
Master Fighter (245)
Master Hunter (240)
Marauder
Bloodletter
age
4 Years
4 Years
gender
Male
Male
gems
1085
1085
player
Seadragoness
Seadragoness
07-27-2024, 10:26 PM
His weak summons brought her to his side. She hadn’t been far then. He was too out of it to be aware of his surroundings. An unusual occurrence for the Warlord. He heard her voice as if filtered through water. Distant and blurred. He blinked at her, struggling with the pain in his head and the weakness of his body - and then she was gone.
He reached out a paw, feeling the emptiness where she had been. Had she taken this opportunity to run? Little Rabbit that she was. He blinked, closing his eyes for a moment. He wasn’t sure how long, but when he opened them again she was back beside him. Water and herbs pushed in front of him. He was forced to trust her assessment of the herbs, and he drank from the water and chewed the leaves. “We should… keep this quiet. Don’t want panic.” he rasped at her. He didn’t want Ignita to panic.
As his Consort, Ignita can enter any of his threads without warning
Yara
Intermediate Fighter (45)
Intermediate Intellectual (30)
age
3 Years
3 Years
gender
Female
Female
gems
0
0
player
Sinchanted
Sinchanted
07-27-2024, 10:47 PM
CODE BY SIN
Basilisk
Warlord
Master Fighter (245)
Master Hunter (240)
Marauder
Bloodletter
age
4 Years
4 Years
gender
Male
Male
gems
1085
1085
player
Seadragoness
Seadragoness
07-27-2024, 11:14 PM
Basilisk sunk back down on his bedding at her agreement. This feeling of weakness was awful, and once again he was frustrated that he couldn’t face it with fangs and claws. Helpless and waiting, that was all he could do. His tail lashed slowly behind him in agitation, and his head sunk into the coat. He just had to endure this, he would get better. He would meet his and Ignita’s children.
“This can’t get out… Ignita is pregnant. And foolish.” he muttered. To himself or Yara, he wasn’t sure. “What would you do after this, if freedom was yours?” he asked weakly. Something to distract himself.
As his Consort, Ignita can enter any of his threads without warning
Yara
Intermediate Fighter (45)
Intermediate Intellectual (30)
age
3 Years
3 Years
gender
Female
Female
gems
0
0
player
Sinchanted
Sinchanted
07-27-2024, 11:23 PM
CODE BY SIN
Basilisk
Warlord
Master Fighter (245)
Master Hunter (240)
Marauder
Bloodletter
age
4 Years
4 Years
gender
Male
Male
gems
1085
1085
player
Seadragoness
Seadragoness
08-01-2024, 11:54 PM
He relaxed a little further at her words. Surprised to realise how easily he believed her. She wouldn’t share this news, and hopefully by the time Ignita caught wind, he would be on the mend. He couldn’t risk that foolish wolf racing into the woods. She had already tried that once.
The Armada had that subtle appeal to it. Even Basilisk hadn’t expected the strong attachment he felt now. There had been a time he had taken the job in spite of his father. But the weight of it had been unappealing and unbalancing. Now, the Armada was his, and the wolves in it were a part of him.
So we even have an Armada. Those words hit hard. They had no idea what would be left once this Blight was finished with them. “No. Just this Blight to end…” he muttered.
As his Consort, Ignita can enter any of his threads without warning
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