lift up a log and find me under it
Fitness Coach
11-14-2021, 06:09 PM
Ophie had never been much of a wolf to start with, all round and squishy in places she shouldn't be. And yet now she barely even felt alive, more rot and fungus than wolf. She laid there, between the tangled mangrove roots as the tide slowly but surely swept in. Her breathing was slow and wheezy, rippling the puddles around her as she waited for the end. Or whatever else came next. The new glow of her coat was already long forgotten, not worth the infection that riddled her form, making her bloated and lethargic with barely even the energy to raise her head. Her coat was a dirty mishmash of colours, teal smeared by brown, only to be drowned out by her leaking glow. Ophie just wanted...she missed Jerry so much. She rasped out a sob, spores floating past her lips as glowing tears rolled down her muzzle. "speech"
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