Curious
02-26-2021, 07:14 PM
Wendigo was hard at work being a good dead thing when Misery suggested he scratch up his neck a little because blood would make it better. This idea yanked Wendigo out of his 'be a good dead thing' and threw him into the arms of his wild imagination. A little scratch and some blood was no good. He could do it better. He coul- OH he had a grand idea! Wendigo sat bolt upright as though electrocuted and began to wiggle frantically against his snowy constraints. "No, no, no I have a better idea! A great idea! I'll be right back, okay? So fast you won't even know I'm gone! I can beat mom, I can-" The sound of an approach froze him. That was mom. Too late now. Wendigo dropped to the ground in a dead slump. He was so excited. This was gonna be good! She was gonna be so surprised and it was gonna be so funny! Wendigo took a deep breath and held it as Recluse came onto the scene. Keeping his face still was so hard. He was so excited his heart felt like he was going to burst of his chest! It took everything the patchwork prince had not to lay there giggling to himself, but he'd promised his brother he could be a great dead thing and he was going to do his best! And then she screamed which was not a reaction he'd considered at all. What he'd been expecting, he had no idea, but somehow it wasn't that. His joy was instantly crushed and Wendigo sat upright with a startled scream. She screamed, he screamed, there was a lot of screaming even to his ears. If he could have backpedaled he would have run off or tripped over his tail but since he was buried up to his neck there was nothing to be done except scream back. |
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