the new gods of supertown
ft deity
08-14-2019, 10:18 PM
(This post was last modified: 08-15-2019, 12:15 PM by Deity.)
The woman turned away without a word, flicking her tail as a beckons. Deity paused a moment, surprised by her queerness. She rather liked this character, actually— her apathy was intriguing. As well as the fact that she lived alone in the swamp. Well, maybe that wasn’t true. Though Deity hadn’t smelled any other wolves on her, it could very well be due to the overpowering stench of the swamp. With some difficulty, Deity rose to her paws and, holding one out in front of her, limped towards the healer. She seemed to be heading towards a fallen tree, which, to Deity’s disgust, was crawling with maggots and other grubs. She shoved her revulsion aside, knowing it would seem pathetic if she let it show. Besides, she was tougher than that. She could handle a couple bugs. The healer brought out a small assortment of herbs stashed in the trunk, and Deity’s eyes widened in surprise and excitement. What a great hiding spot! She’d never have thought to look. She made a note of the place and tucked the information deep into her brain, just in case she ever needed to hide something somewhere for some reason. Perhaps not the likeliest scenario, but the idea was good to have nonetheless. She was tilting her head, trying to get a better look at what the stranger was doing, what herbs she was chewing, when she uttered her soft-spoken request. Deity obediently sat, still trying to figure out what she was chewing from her new vantage point. Well, why not ask? ”Hey,” she began, eagerly leaning forward. ”What are you doing? If you don’t mind me asking?” If there was anything Deity loved more than information, she had yet to find it. Especially when the topic was working with herbs— it couldn’t possibly get more interesting. She needed some sort of skill, anyway. She wasn’t much good at hunting, didn’t have any experience with fighting whatsoever, and... well, aside from that, she couldn’t think of a thing. She wasn’t big or strong like most of the pack wolves she’d seen. Sure, she was fast, but if you can’t hunt big game, what’s the point in that? She also felt a keen attraction to the stranger. Perhaps something about the budding apprehension in her stomach thrilled her, made her feel like she was taking a great risk. She imagined it was kind of like falling— thrill mingled with fear mingled with dread at the thought of the ground rising to meet you. Most of all, her defining trait, her curiosity, wanted more than anything to understand the stranger’s actions. The way she spoke, quiet but commanding, and the hidden reserves of knowledge that likely pooled in the deep crevices of her brain. Deity watched the stranger, thinking hard about everything she did with the herbs. Dipping the wood— which, she was able to gather, would make the splint— into the swamp water, creating a poultice... The woman’s motions came to a halt, and Deity looked up, surprised. Before her, the healer was holding out her paw, which was covered in the salve. She blinked, confused, before getting the message. Quickly and with a sheepish smile, she jerked her paw into the air, almost knocking into the healer’s. ”Ah— I’m Deity, by the way,” she said. 1/3 Received a Healing Lesson 1/3 Met Someone New |
And so our haloes became collars and golden chains; our proud, shining divinity became the very thing that bound us.
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