Rain, Rain, Go Away
01-25-2018, 04:08 PM
(This post was last modified: 02-02-2018, 08:25 PM by Malleus.)
Malleus accepted that he was gonna be miserably wet for awhile. That was alright; he'd certainly dealt with worse. It was hard not to let the cold water running down his back foul his mood, though. Somewhere out there in that mess was a pile of ginger plants. Undoubtedly their thin leaves were taking a beating and their roots were being washed of the dirt he'd so carefully left around them. Assuming of course they were even where he'd left them. The water was rising fast in some places; it wouldn't surprise him if those plants were long gone. That thought further soured his mood. Quite quickly those sour thoughts were chased away by alarm as a snake of all things slithered into his shelter. Malleus startled and leaned away out of instinct, but remained firmly planted where he was. It was too far away to strike but if it came any closer he'd do his best to kill it. He hated snakes. Watching one slither across the ground was enough to give him goosebumps. However, he wasn't about to abandon his shelter because of some creepy serpent. No, he'd kill it before trekking into the storm. His lips curled and his eyes narrowed in distrust as he eyed the snake. He hated everything about it. From its beady eyes to its legless belly. He wasn't sure if it was venomous or not and he didn't care. If not for the rain he'd have lit out across the plain and left the snake in all its icky glory behind to do whatever it was snakes did when he wasn't around to hate them. Malleus was thinking about using a stick to toss the snake out into the rain when a voice sounded from somewhere in the downpour. The snake slithered after the voice and in moments the nasty little serpent was accompanied by a wolf. "Mind if we crash your lonely little rendezvous?" Before he could answer her question the female and the snake (ick!) were both under the log. To add insult to injury the mortal shook out her coat and showered him with droplets of rainwater. "Oh no, by all means, make yourself at home," he said flatly as he brushed his right foreleg against the right side of his face to wipe off the water she'd flung on him. |