What Am I Leaving
Emersyn
11-13-2021, 07:24 PM
The sudden confused movements of the Duchess corpse startled Emersyn, who recoiled at the sight of the pitiful-looking wolf. Duchess spoke her name as if in a haze, unable to see or hear her clearly and looking confused by everything around her. It was a pathetic sight, really... Em breathed a heavy sigh, ears folding to her head while she shook her head and muttered, "Oh Duchess... what have you done now?" Gods only knew what had happened to get her in such a state. For a brief moment, Em looked down at Duch while she considered what she should do. Duchess had clearly come down with some sort of horrible illness. What if it was contagious? She couldn't risk the health of the rest of the band. Plus the small violet fae was basically useless again. First the pups, now this? It was like Duchess was a walking Pandora's box: one calamity coming from her after another.
Emersyn's duo-toned eyes shifted from Duchess to look up at the dark, choppy waters of the sea. It would have been so easy for her to drag Duchess into those abyssal tides and hold her down until the bubbles stopped and the bitch was limp and lifeless. It would be the most beneficial thing to the band, to Indigo, to everyone. Hell, it might've even been a mercy to Duchess at this point. Ah, but as tempting as that idea was, she could hear Indy's voice of disapproval in the back of her mind. Pursing her lips, Em instead reached a paw slowly up to stroke Duchess' back comfortingly. Duchess had to live; she was her responsibility now. To die would be a failure on Emersyn's part to protect her.
"Yeah, it's me," she replied, unsure if Duchess could even hear her, but answering her felt like the right thing to do. "C'mon, we gotta get you home." Emersyn leaned down and nudged Duch's side with her muzzle, hoping to urge her up to her paws. She would try to get Duchess up so she could lift the dainty fae up onto her back and carry her back home. That would be a damn sight easier than trying to lead the blind wolf through the dark woods across a continent back home.
"Emersyn"
Emersyn's duo-toned eyes shifted from Duchess to look up at the dark, choppy waters of the sea. It would have been so easy for her to drag Duchess into those abyssal tides and hold her down until the bubbles stopped and the bitch was limp and lifeless. It would be the most beneficial thing to the band, to Indigo, to everyone. Hell, it might've even been a mercy to Duchess at this point. Ah, but as tempting as that idea was, she could hear Indy's voice of disapproval in the back of her mind. Pursing her lips, Em instead reached a paw slowly up to stroke Duchess' back comfortingly. Duchess had to live; she was her responsibility now. To die would be a failure on Emersyn's part to protect her.
"Yeah, it's me," she replied, unsure if Duchess could even hear her, but answering her felt like the right thing to do. "C'mon, we gotta get you home." Emersyn leaned down and nudged Duch's side with her muzzle, hoping to urge her up to her paws. She would try to get Duchess up so she could lift the dainty fae up onto her back and carry her back home. That would be a damn sight easier than trying to lead the blind wolf through the dark woods across a continent back home.
