hearing voices through the walls
seasonal prompt/open if you want it
01-13-2022, 05:47 AM
~~Mature warning for gory description of a lynx autopsy
She froze for a moment at Sanngriðr's sudden softness in tone and gaze, her only response the slight twitching of an ear before she dipped her head in acknowledgement. Their relationship was... an unusual one, more tense and fraught than she would have liked, but it was the more... affectionate moments such as these that gave her hope. One day they may be able to joke and laugh with each other like most cousins would, but that was not today. Perhaps even never. But these softer moments would be enough for her, at the very least. "Just... don't get yourself too hurt next time," she finally said, a brief tender look in her eyes before she looked back down at the lynx and steeled herself for the job ahead. Once her cousin had a firm grip on the creature, she swiftly ripped out one of the lynxes own fanged canine with a quick jerk of her head, wrinkling her nose at the strange black-red blood that oozed from the hole left behind where the tooth had been sitting. She wiped the sharp tooth on the grass to clean it, and then swapped it to her front paw to clasp it somewhat haphazardly between her toes. Then without so much as a word, Iðunn pierced the underbelly of the lynx right below where the ribcage began, dragging it all the way down to the bottom of the abdomen. She placed the tooth to the side, now using both paws to peel away the skin and motioning for her cousin to hold it so the flap wouldn't close over while she was inspecting the internal cavity of the lynx. To her surprise it was strangely... glittering? There was a type of metallic sheen to the organs and mucosal layers that had her briefly pausing, a frown turning her lips downward. She'd never seen anything like this before, and it made her a little worried about one of them eating the afflicted meat and offal and becoming sick. Iðunn stuck a paw deeply inside and clawed carefully at the skin of the organs. They felt a bit tougher than usual, like there was the slightest film of crystal over them, but upon piercing one the inside of it seemed relatively normal, other than the strange glittery sheen. She glanced up at Sanngriðr when she spoke up, nodding as she moved over to the shoulder where a large crystal was seemingly growing out of the skin itself. She scratched at where it burst free from the skin, then gave it an experimental tug, but the crystal appeared firm in its placement. And so grabbing the lynxes fang again Iðunn cut deeply into the skin of the shoulder, slowly peeling it and the muscle away to reveal the bone of the shoulder. A soft grumbling hum left her maw at the sight of the crystals themselves growing straight out of the bone. That would explain why it had seemed so anchored in place, but did not bode well for the edibility of the lynx. "I've never seen anything like this, it appears as if the crystals are growing straight from the bones themselves." It made her wonder what she would find if she cracked open the skull, and if the crystals had infected the very brain of the lynx. |
When Iðunn's speech is in italics it means she's speaking in Swedish