One rolled off and bonked its head
venom, cala, plague
Marauder
11-02-2020, 09:04 PM
Toxicity had not washed the now-dried blood off her maw or pelt. She walked with determination- no stopping for little talks about plants or religion on their way home. She still smelled of Pestilence and wore her blood proudly across her coat. The trip was exhausting. She had been bleeding from Pestilence's initial attack, but it had since stopped. She had no doubt Calamity's paws were aching for relief and she promised that the two of them would soak in the shrine waters after this. When the duo came upon the pack lands, she called for Venom and perhaps Plague before quickly skirting to the building she and Obi were working on. She didn't want to be spotted by others, so she ushered herself and Calamity inside. Obi was there and moved to help, but Toxicity gently shooed him away, assuring him she was fine. He instead went to light some incense and spread furs for the group to relax on. He wrung and worried his hands together as he worked on his tasks, getting a few clay cups full of water and a few strips of dried meat for whenever everyone would show. Toxicity settled, motioning for Calamity to do the same while they waited. |
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