Little boys are made of ick and sick
Defender
Bloodletter
07-09-2021, 05:50 PM
Arcturus hated being sick. It was his first time with a cold, but he could already tell it was his positively least favorite thing. Not only could he not stop sniffling and shivering, but he was forced to stay in the den all day and Tira wouldn't even come near him so he had to be alone in a separate little alcove from everyone else. He was wrapped up in a pile of furs with just his face sticking out, looking like a ridiculous, miserable burrito in his bed. A tickle bothered and hurt his nose, making him wind up this huge sneeze until it finally came and made him flail and kick up the fur blanket a bit, disheveling his burrito with an annoyed groan.
He burrowed in deeper and completely hid himself away in his little fortress with a huff. He wanted to whine for Tira to at least come sit by him even if she wouldn't snuggle, but he was also mad because he didn't want to admit she was right about her warnings whenever he wanted to go play in the rain and the mud puddles. It was too much fun - how could something so fun make him feel like this? It just didn't make sense. Surely she had to be wrong! He didn't want to give up his play time and it had been raining so much that it was pretty much always wet when he went out to play now.
Arcturus sniffled again just as he heard a muffled bark reach him from outside his budding mountain, soon followed by the sound of Tira rushing outside, her higher pitched voice greeting her father. Well, at least Mo was here now so maybe he'd make him feel better. He wriggled his way back to the top of the pile of furs, sticking his face back out into the cooler air just as his sister left his step-dad of sorts into the den to come look at him. "Hi, Mo," he mumbled, his voice showing how super stuffy and congested he was. He sniffled again with a frown as he looked up at Mo while he tried to fight off another sneeze. "Can you make me better?" he questioned, his blue eyes looking up at the pale, horned man. "I wanna go play!"
WC: 388
Total: 1059/1500
"Arcturus Fatalis"
He burrowed in deeper and completely hid himself away in his little fortress with a huff. He wanted to whine for Tira to at least come sit by him even if she wouldn't snuggle, but he was also mad because he didn't want to admit she was right about her warnings whenever he wanted to go play in the rain and the mud puddles. It was too much fun - how could something so fun make him feel like this? It just didn't make sense. Surely she had to be wrong! He didn't want to give up his play time and it had been raining so much that it was pretty much always wet when he went out to play now.
Arcturus sniffled again just as he heard a muffled bark reach him from outside his budding mountain, soon followed by the sound of Tira rushing outside, her higher pitched voice greeting her father. Well, at least Mo was here now so maybe he'd make him feel better. He wriggled his way back to the top of the pile of furs, sticking his face back out into the cooler air just as his sister left his step-dad of sorts into the den to come look at him. "Hi, Mo," he mumbled, his voice showing how super stuffy and congested he was. He sniffled again with a frown as he looked up at Mo while he tried to fight off another sneeze. "Can you make me better?" he questioned, his blue eyes looking up at the pale, horned man. "I wanna go play!"
WC: 388
Total: 1059/1500
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