Beauty in Pain
legacy c:
09-17-2021, 12:55 PM
As she approached, Gil looked at her apprehensively. Watching her take off the pack and remove its contents, he almost coughed at the array of scents that was emitted from it. How could she handle the mixture of all that potent stuff? Wrinkling his nose as she pushed the pain killer mixture toward him, he was still wary. Having never taken anything other than alcohol to dull his senses, he was unsure, but also ready not to be in pain anymore. Sighing, he lapped up a bit of the content before looking up at her. "Gilgamesh," he rumbled before barking out in pain. Yes, she was gentle, the light pressure of her paws pressing down on his wounds wasn't any worse than how he received them, but he hadn't been expecting it to happen so quickly. Closing his eyes tightly, he hurriedly finished his concoction before entailing on his wounds. "Bruising and nose scratches, they've healed, but that was from a polar bear. The main issue is the wounds on my neck and back, those are from spars. Two different ladies seemed to have gotten the best of me," the male chuckled for a moment. Surprised he was willing to give out so much information, but it was a must. If she needed the information, he was glad to give it if it helped her process. Slowly, the pain killers were starting to work. The pain in his body faded as he kept his eyes closed and muzzle on his paws for now. As he tried to stay still for both their sakes, he focused on anything but the pain. |
gilgamesh is aggressive, don't trust him