Keeping an eye on you
11-15-2021, 12:48 AM
“No,” Misery responded grudgingly, “I can test theories out on other animals but I don’t have a healer's knowledge.” Misery glanced out to the dark sky, “Though I’m not sure if a healer's knowledge is much good for this sickness.” Misery smirked, “I could just use Medusa for some tests also. Ask one of the healers for different herbs for other ailments to try. One of those herbs that make you throw up?” It rather depended on if it was coming from one area inside that flowed through the different areas of the body or if it was actually created in the body in different spots, right?
“Actually, I think I’ll get a few more sick animals and tear open their faces. See how the gunk is built up in there, and the spores of the mushroom or, well whatever on the crystals. Maybe it will provide answers on how it spreads.” Talking about it seemed to help him work through the process in his mind. “I guess Meduse is off the hook of text experiment for the day.” She’d still have plenty of work to do. Misery turned his head from the night sky to focus more on his mom's frame as he spoke and considered the situation. Wendigo and mom were his main concerns. In all honesty, he had no desire for Kali to die but in that same honesty, he wouldn't shed a tear if she did.
“I can send someone out to search the nearby areas for Aryn if you want? I never thought we’d have someone so cowardly as to run from the pack.” Not just cowardly, it was also stupid. “When we do get her back I say we either make her sick or injure a paw.” They may not understand this sickness but the healers knew other herbs that would do the trick. “Fleeing to not get sick, let the punishment either be sickness or not being capable of running for a while.” Misery played sweet and friendly to most as he enjoyed the act and it was good practice but, in truth, he enjoyed seeing another suffer and knowing he had the power to dictate their future. Some in power liked leadership positions and show off their status but Misery preferred taking control subtley.
"Misery"
“Actually, I think I’ll get a few more sick animals and tear open their faces. See how the gunk is built up in there, and the spores of the mushroom or, well whatever on the crystals. Maybe it will provide answers on how it spreads.” Talking about it seemed to help him work through the process in his mind. “I guess Meduse is off the hook of text experiment for the day.” She’d still have plenty of work to do. Misery turned his head from the night sky to focus more on his mom's frame as he spoke and considered the situation. Wendigo and mom were his main concerns. In all honesty, he had no desire for Kali to die but in that same honesty, he wouldn't shed a tear if she did.
“I can send someone out to search the nearby areas for Aryn if you want? I never thought we’d have someone so cowardly as to run from the pack.” Not just cowardly, it was also stupid. “When we do get her back I say we either make her sick or injure a paw.” They may not understand this sickness but the healers knew other herbs that would do the trick. “Fleeing to not get sick, let the punishment either be sickness or not being capable of running for a while.” Misery played sweet and friendly to most as he enjoyed the act and it was good practice but, in truth, he enjoyed seeing another suffer and knowing he had the power to dictate their future. Some in power liked leadership positions and show off their status but Misery preferred taking control subtley.