Toxic Rain
06-23-2019, 03:48 PM
Cannival Rain came first, and Cannival was more relieved then she could muster the energy to show. It was not very likely she could defend herself in this state, and - judging by the second male who had barreled onto the scene - this pack might not feel keen to have visitors. She tried to ignore the aggression pouring off the other and addressed Rain. "Please, I seem to have..." Golden eyes widened as the cat gagged and retched, but nothing came out. Cannival rolled partially onto her side to let the side of her head rest against the cold dirt, letting the chill chase some of the nausea away. She seemed to forget what it was she wanted to say and looked to Rain, willing herself to regain her train of thought. "Something I ate maybe." Her eyes squeezed shut for a moment, and when they reopened they were focused hazily on the second male. She took in his posture again, feeling a wave of frustration roll over her. If it was a wolf writing and incapacitated on his pack lands, would he still be so territorial and defensive? Cannival was absolutely done. Uncharacteristically - though she could likely blame it upon the poison - she snapped at the male. "Do I look threatening to you?" Cannival spat, her body curling inwards as a new wave of nausea and pain hit. "He -" One massive paw lifted and haphazardly waved in Rain's direction. "- invited me here." Remembering the healer, she shifted her head to look back at him expectantly. Her outburst of anger dissipated as quickly as it had come on, taking her energy with it. He was a good wolf, he'd speak for her. He'd tell his pack-mate that she was in the right to be here and it would all be okay. She tried to say "Sorry," but the sound was inaudible. |