i'm not okay
ft anyone
he hated people seeing him like this. weak. utterly useless. helpless to his churning emotions. the blood that had steadily dripped from the bite mark around his neck had slowed at least. he tried to remember what Chrysanthos had told him about healing, only for him to push it stubbornly away with a raised lip. he had been growling to himself when Poem appeared, seemingly out of nowhere. he gave a start at her voice, twisting his neck (painfully) around only to wince as he faced her. his experiences with wolves as a whole were negative, but at least the girl had be kind to him.
but then again, Chrysanthos had been kind to him only to cast him aside quickly. "err..." he felt embarrassed she saw him like this, not yet maturing into a more confident young man so he couldn't pass it off. had she heard him screaming? it wasn't like he could howl... as much as he wanted to. he flattened his one ear, the other still raised like a banner above his skull. "no" he looked away from her gaze, at the ground. she could clearly see he had been bitten by now if she was close enough. but it didn't hurt him as much as he thought it would. "but it ain't yer problem."
no, he wouldn't let his problems become someone else's problems. he drew in a shuddery breath as he forced himself to look at Poem again. "what're... are ya fleein' or somethin'?" Abaven was so far away. he mentally looked her over, searching for any signs of damage. it appeared she had been spared.
thad is hurt and feeling down, so anyone welcome to help (and recruit) him rated M for heavy swearing, no formal mature thread |
be advised that role-playing with him can trigger others, and any thread will be marked M if it includes it