A bit of Sea
Bird
01-03-2020, 09:45 PM
(This post was last modified: 01-03-2020, 09:53 PM by Yong Cheng.)
永程
"Weeds, weeds, weeds," Yong Cheng muttered away, as he found a piece of twine to bind the horsetail he'd collected together. It didn't look very impressive, but he was certain that it would once he'd planted it. He carefully wound the makeshift rope around the plants' roots, before soaking the entire plant in water. Just so that it doesn't dry up... The watercress was thin at the stems, and leafy at the top, so he had to sniff around in the plants before he found the bases of their stems. Yong Cheng grabbed his stick again, repeating his earlier actions until the watercress was mostly free.
The screech barely registered in the back of his mind. It was probably the vulture he'd seen on Sirius shoulder circa day one. He didn't notice the shadow as it grew larger with every passing second, but he did turn when Bast threw herself into the clearing. He pricked his ears, peering at her with curious eyes. What did she sense? Why was Sirius so alert? Should he be t--
"Uh, Sirius?" Cheng gasped, as he felt talons close around his soft middle. The stick tumbled out of his jaws and onto the ground. He felt his stomach lurch into his ribs as strong, feathered wings beat around his head. He was barely lifting off, but feathers kept covering his eyes, and he could already feel his feet leaving the ground. Any lack of trust he felt for the Warlord was quickly swept away -- Sirius was his only hope. Of course, he could leave Yong Cheng to die, but... "SIRIUS!"
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The screech barely registered in the back of his mind. It was probably the vulture he'd seen on Sirius shoulder circa day one. He didn't notice the shadow as it grew larger with every passing second, but he did turn when Bast threw herself into the clearing. He pricked his ears, peering at her with curious eyes. What did she sense? Why was Sirius so alert? Should he be t--
"Uh, Sirius?" Cheng gasped, as he felt talons close around his soft middle. The stick tumbled out of his jaws and onto the ground. He felt his stomach lurch into his ribs as strong, feathered wings beat around his head. He was barely lifting off, but feathers kept covering his eyes, and he could already feel his feet leaving the ground. Any lack of trust he felt for the Warlord was quickly swept away -- Sirius was his only hope. Of course, he could leave Yong Cheng to die, but... "SIRIUS!"
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