ardent

Hanged Man Comin' Down From The Gallows [Amon v. Ganta]



Roza

Somnium

age
8 Years
gender
Female
gems
0
size
Medium
build
Light
posts
163
player
Athena I
12-04-2017, 12:16 AM


The challenging howl had sent a chill through her blood. She had a terrible feeling about it, but there was nothing she could do to keep Gantt from going to meet it. Part of her wished she had just told him to forget about the pack and retreat with the rest of them, but she didn’t. She hung back long enough to make sure everyone made it out of the pack lands and Ulric had spot to hide in the Mangroves that she used to call home. It made her nervous to leave Ulric alone, but she had to trust that her brothers were still near by and could keep an eye on him. The last thing she wanted was for Ulric to see his father in whatever state she was about to find him in.

She sprinted toward the battleground, but as she arrived she saw the massive wolves standing in a cluster. She had missed the fight entirely. She stopped some distance away and crouched down so they wouldn’t see her, not realizing she was holding her breath as she watched them walk away. She waited as long as she dare to before she got up again and ran toward Ganta’s pale form on the ground. She was already trying to figure out how she would get him back and where she would find the herbs to help him, but as soon as she saw him she realized it was all worthless.

For a while she stood there, barely breathing as her brain tried to register what was at her feet. “Ganta... Oh, Ganta, you idiot...” she whispered, her words dropping off into a sob. Tears welled up in her eyes and fell without her really noticing. She slowly settled onto the ground beside him and pressed her forehead to the top of his head. She wanted to scream, she wanted to chase that beast that killed him down... but she couldn’t. She couldn’t leave Ulric alone. She couldn’t give up on Philomena. Her legs felt weak as she forced herself back onto her paws. Roza took Ganta’s scruff in her teeth and began to carefully drag him off of the battlefield. She didn’t think she could get him all the way back home, but she could get close. At least far enough away to find a decent place to bury him.

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