mere mortals
Inoki
Weaponsmaster
01-22-2022, 10:35 AM
(This post was last modified: 01-22-2022, 10:36 AM by Usagi. Edited 1 time in total.)
The koi-wolf wasn’t an altruistic individual, nor very empathetic. He wasn’t a selfish brute, either, though, as he glanced at the woman’s clawed shoulder with the slightest pang of guilt. One of his attacks agitated the cougar so much it had injured her - quite badly in his opinion. Nevermind the lost tooth and aching jaw, he didn’t think it as bad. But such injuries had a subjective classification, however, and the woman approached and offered to help him. He said nothing about her previous statement, just a heavy sigh. Yeah, he sure did. Why did large cats always seem to pick fights with him, moreover? She mentioned she knew a bit about healing, and so he quirked a brow as he felt the blood from his maw trickle down his soaked chin and neck, staining his alabaster splotch with a disturbing crimson hue. "What about tending to your own?" He inquired, voice muffled from the blood and saliva pooling on his tongue. It wasn’t an inquiry in malice, nor was it out of clear concern. To him, he thought if she was a healer she might try to fix herself up first so she could have the energy and strength to worry about others. Or maybe Usagi had been on his own, or just him and his brother, for so long he’d forgotten about such acts of kindness. Still..he was hurting badly and knew next to nothing about herbs himself. A miracle he’d made it this far in a strange land. He winced as he turned his head away and spit out another clot of blood, the socket where his molar had been pulsating. |
wishing there was something left to lose
this could be the day i die for you—