On Death and Dying
01-13-2016, 05:58 PM
Ashmedai followed the small brown girl. She drove forward even though her body was beginning to fail her. The boy urged her on, sometimes verbally, sometimes physically with nudges. She was frantic, he couldn't have stayed in his pack and just not help. He followed her, followed the scent of the Abaven wolves. He saw them all crowded around, fussing over something. That had to be her, right? That had to be Finch- Sparrow's sister. Ashmedai looked at the group as he heard the earth-shattering scream. then he promptly tripped over Sparrow.
On the ground, Ash squirmed to get up. He saw Sparrow, frozen. Ash jumped to his feet, trying to comfort her without fully knowing what was going on, "Sparrow- oh Sparrow, no, don't look, it's going to be okay, Sparrow-"
On the ground, Ash squirmed to get up. He saw Sparrow, frozen. Ash jumped to his feet, trying to comfort her without fully knowing what was going on, "Sparrow- oh Sparrow, no, don't look, it's going to be okay, Sparrow-"
Ash wears a tourist shirt and a spiked leather harness from time to time. Sometimes together, sometimes not. Just so you know what you're getting yourself into.