I'll eat you whole
07-06-2013, 01:02 PM
Now that the adrenaline had worn off, the white man was beginning to feel just exactly how badly he'd been hurt. Crimson liquid oozed from the gashes at the top of his neck, as well as the one at the top of his chest. The blood trickled down freely, winding its way through his once ivory fur, staining further as it made its way towards the earth, looking to mix with the rest of the blood that had been spilled. The scratches that ran along his forelimbs and chest began to burn, the larger wounds throbbing. His whole body ached now, making him wish that there would've been an easier way to get rid of those idiots rather than having fought them. Although a part of him rather enjoyed the bloodshed and ripping the bastards apart. Audits flickered to attention in Alena's direction, mismatched gems dancing over to her frame, noticing how much more she was being affected by the fight than he was. Guess it was a good call on my part to let you tag along. He attempted a half grin, though the smile was quickly wiped from his features as they contorted in pain, the shifting of his body causing pain to shoot across his body. Damn those bastards. They needed to get moving. What if there was another band of them following this one? There could've been scouts following them to report back to a larger group. They needed to vacate the area before they were surprised by another group. He wasn't sure they would be able to handle another attack. The alabaster man rose slowly to his paws, grimacing as his body protested against the movement. As much as we're hurting right now, we must move Alena. They could have buddied on the way and I don't know about you, but I'm not in the mood for another round. He nudged her neck, encouraging her to stand, to get moving. He would help her if she really couldn't, so long as they vacated the premises. Talk like this |