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12-23-2019, 12:50 AM
(This post was last modified: 12-23-2019, 12:54 AM by Yong Cheng.)
永程
"Did you find what you were looking for?"
Yong Cheng halted; found his ears rising to sit fully upright upon his head.
"No," he replied, slowly, carefully, quietly. He had not expected another creature to be moving about these parts; but he had come here himself, and so he supposed that it was not too surprising. Everything around him was decrepit, and to hear words in this desolate Shrine, gave him pause.
What did the speaker think he was searching for? Closure? Remnants of a home? Family?
Presently, he turned to face whoever had called out to him. Immediately, he was taken aback.
The wolf, if he could even be called that, was a massive, hulking beast. Between the fangs protruding from his upper jaw, and the slashes across his eye, Yong Cheng could not decide what to look at first. His coat was like midnight; both drew the eye like the moon in a black sky. A vulture was perched atop his shoulder. His eyes widened.
Slowly, now, he thought to himself, There is no shame in caution.
A second later, filtering through the pungent stench of ash and fire, came the scent of blood. It wasn't his own; Yong Cheng was sure of it. The Shrine had been desolate for so long that any blood would have decayed by now; but this was fresh. Knowing that the other wolf, then, was hurt didn't give him any comfort, though. He was still large enough that one good swipe of his paw would likely send Cheng toppling to the ground. He craned his neck to meet the titan's eyes, then away. Even with the wolf seated, and Yong Cheng standing, he was still far bigger.
"Has anyone seen to that?"
Yong Cheng gestured to the wolf's leg. Deep red against dark grey, it was hard to make out, but the smell of iron was unmistakable.
Yong Cheng halted; found his ears rising to sit fully upright upon his head.
"No," he replied, slowly, carefully, quietly. He had not expected another creature to be moving about these parts; but he had come here himself, and so he supposed that it was not too surprising. Everything around him was decrepit, and to hear words in this desolate Shrine, gave him pause.
What did the speaker think he was searching for? Closure? Remnants of a home? Family?
Presently, he turned to face whoever had called out to him. Immediately, he was taken aback.
The wolf, if he could even be called that, was a massive, hulking beast. Between the fangs protruding from his upper jaw, and the slashes across his eye, Yong Cheng could not decide what to look at first. His coat was like midnight; both drew the eye like the moon in a black sky. A vulture was perched atop his shoulder. His eyes widened.
Slowly, now, he thought to himself, There is no shame in caution.
A second later, filtering through the pungent stench of ash and fire, came the scent of blood. It wasn't his own; Yong Cheng was sure of it. The Shrine had been desolate for so long that any blood would have decayed by now; but this was fresh. Knowing that the other wolf, then, was hurt didn't give him any comfort, though. He was still large enough that one good swipe of his paw would likely send Cheng toppling to the ground. He craned his neck to meet the titan's eyes, then away. Even with the wolf seated, and Yong Cheng standing, he was still far bigger.
"Has anyone seen to that?"
Yong Cheng gestured to the wolf's leg. Deep red against dark grey, it was hard to make out, but the smell of iron was unmistakable.
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