Everything has a place

Artorias · 03-14-2021, 12:43 AM

The young wolf grunted with every labored step he took towards the castle from the snow-covered plains, drops of crimson red trailing behind him in his wake. As he neared the high gray stone walls, Artorias gazed up at the bastion that was his home, a feeling of pride at having successfully defended his pack and his family growing in his chest despite the stinging cuts across his face and the puncture wounds in his hind leg. He was also never more grateful to be back home as he was after the fight with the supreme dire wolf out in the plains. He could feel how matted his fur had gotten with his blood, the stench still thick in his nose. As he passed through the gates, Artorias slumped against the cold stone wall, panting hard as he tried to keep himself standing upright. His ears were ringing and his head was throbbing like something were beating against the inside of his skull. Every muscle in his body ached and he just felt fatigued and sore all over. Was this what the aftermath of combat felt like? Did he really win if this was his reward?

Trudging through the snow in the courtyard, Artorias stumbled and almost face planted into the snow, grunting against the pain racking his body. Teeth grit and ground while he chided himself in his head over and over. Get up... C'mon, get up... He rose, albeit slowly and on shaking legs, and made it only a few more steps before collapsing to the snow again, feeling powdery cold surround him and clump in his fur. He snorted and bit his lip to keep from whining; there would be no show of weakness from him, no giving in on his first real fight. He had to be better than this. But as the cold seeped through his coat and into his bones, Art began to realize he was in rougher shape than he thought he was.

Get back up... Find a healer... he thought to himself while pushing himself back to his feet, clenching his jaw so hard to resist the aches and pain that his teeth began to hurt. He only hoped that someone would be inside the castle close by to help him. He didn't think he'd have the strength to start going on a search through the halls.

"Speech" | Thoughts | ”Corbin"

One big happy family

Artorias has two ravens named Corbin and Eira and a fox named Argent. Assume they are within calling distance at all times.
As his mate, Briar may enter Artorias' threads unless marked Private.
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