Everything has a place

Artorias · 03-31-2021, 12:52 PM

The prognosis came back as a concussion, and Artorias just heaved a sigh and flopped his head back down to the bed. That was just his luck, getting beaten up worse than he thought in his first real solo fight. But he did get that other dire wolf just as good, he had to admit. His wounds at least would heal in time; that other wolf was blind for life. He was only vaguely aware in his distant thoughts and foggy mind of Gwyn scurrying around her medical ward of a room looking for more medicines for him. He was too busy brooding over whether or not he had done the right thing in picking a fight with that epically-sized dire wolf. On the one hand, he had no way of knowing whether it was a real threat or not. On the other, it was flagrantly trespassing on their lands and looking to pick a fight. What if it had found one of the healers or the other pups before he had? No, surely he made the right call... right?

Gwynevere returned with something else for him, he didn't quite get the name and didn't ask her to explain, and began to chew on the bark. The acrid, bitter flavor hit his tastebuds at the same moment that his sister told him it wouldn't taste good. The boy made a face, scrunched up in displeasure at the taste, and gave her a sarcastic look that said everything his mouth didn't. "I don't want to sleep anyway..." he said and lay back his head back down on the bed, squinting through the light that appeared brighter than normal to his eyes and pierced his brain like a needle. All he wanted was the pain to go away now. He had been hurt before, but nothing beyond the sprain of a paw or a scrape from a fall. This was his first time being injured—really injured—and it made him feel vulnerable and weak. Artorias hated those feelings. "Did I do good...?" he mumbled after a moment, watching the snow dancing in the air outside. "Are Mom and Mama gonna be mad at me...?"

"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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