First battle wound!
Art, Tam, Gwyn
Knight
Trophy Hunter
04-06-2021, 12:01 AM
Rudyard doubted there were many brothers out there as great as Art. If there were any. Bringing the corpse along all this way was a pretty damn big achievement. The thought was a bit diluted in his being so tired but it was still there. When he saw mom coming he took it as a sign that he could drop into a sitting position and rest those weary paws. The moment he sat Rudy saw the error in the plan. Oh damn, at some point he’d have to get up and walk the rest of the way. Oh well, it didn’t matter. He had a great story to tell mom and that was bound to help him have enough energy to walk the rest of the way. Rudy imagined how he wanted to start it again as she came close but then mom killed the whole story as she rushed to look over his injuries first. C’mmon! He was a bit beat up but he’d walked all the way here! What about his story? “Uh, I’m ok. Well, not really, but I mean I’ll be fine. I just need to uh, well ok but can it wait?” Was he fine? No, but surely it could wait a few moments. Mom called for Gwyn and that worked out well enough, a bit of treatment brought to him and someone else to hear his story. “see that?” glancing at the corpse Tamsyn had surely seen, “I got it all by myself! It was a long chase too!” mom was more interested in his bites than in his story! “Really, its ok.” Sort of, it would be, “It would swing left and right and it tried to kick me, but it never got a hit in,” the last part got thrown out fast before mom had to worry about busted bones, “but I finally got its legs enough times that it went down.” Oh yeah, he was so proud of that! “Anyway….” More hedged now, “after I killed it a pack of coyotes showed up and thought I’d just let them have it.” Now Kotori’s eyes glanced off with a soft hum sound, “sure is nice mom got me a hawk friend, right? It found Art and he came and beat em all soundly. So, that’s how it all happened.” A pause before adding, “I’m super tired,” it was true, talking was even tiring right now and that was what he was best at. Hunting, fighting, traveling, the more he considered all he’d done the more it sapped his energy. Oh, the blood too, there was that. Had he really lost much or did it just seem like that considering it wanted to pool down around the eye, most annoying spot possible. Then came Gwyn who got a smirk right back at her for that face. Why did they always seem to expect he’d get in trouble? Never mind actually. “My head hurts, and my leg,” the more he stayed in one place the leg told him even more of how it disapproved of his traveling with it after getting bit up. “but I killed that thing over there,” Rudy said proudly glancing at it and back at Gwyn. No story this time, it would take too much effort to repeat. Gwyn was going to take time to fix him up, great. Rudy slid into a lying-down position with a large yawn, “You can do this while I sleep right? I’m tired, I’ll tell you all about how it happened when I wake up, k?” They wouldn’t get away with no story. He thought of mentioning again Art saving him, but resting for a moment had caught up with him too much. Later would work. "Rudyard"
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