ardent

a wee bit stuck

raven



Ghoul

"Sore Loser"

Somnium

Master Hunter (305)

Master Fighter (440)

An icon representing the specialty Bloodletter Bloodletter

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age
3 Years
gender
Male
gems
33
size
Extra large
build
Heavy
posts
352
player
Bunni

Dream WeaverSamhain 2022Statue 3 WorshipVengeanceUnderachieverDouble Master
OverachieverHow many times do I have to teach you a lesson?! By the skin of my teethOoh La La1KCritical Fail!
Critical Attack!The Ooze Participant
01-31-2022, 05:50 AM

He had maybe wandered a bit too far from home that day. The dim light of a setting sun cast long the horizon told him it was almost nightfall. Recluse would surely be checking on all of them by now, but as of late, she'd been busy with her new husband. Ugh, husband. Just another man that wanted to take away his precious time with his mother. How could he trust him not to break her heart? No, mama was a strong, independent woman to the point that he didn't even know who his real father was. That counted for something right? He didn't even understand what love was anyway. Or emotions in general. Just anger and neutrality. That about summed up Ghoul. It was either straight-faced or the hunger of a killer.

That's what he had been doing when he noticed a few twinkle of stars in the cloudless night over him. Tracking an animal he hadn't seen before. The elusive slim featured critter was about half his size and red in color with black paws. Its beady eyes had stared at him when he caught it trying to steal. Now, that wouldn't do. Not when he was around. Following it over the borders and around Traveler's Pitfall, the creature scurried into the shadows of a foggy forest. Mist swirled around his own paws as he hesitated. Looking up to the vine-covered trees, he could feel his weight sinking into the damp grass beneath him.

Oh, that thief had slipped so easily through the vines and ground covering as if it were nothing. Easy, right? Surely, he couldn't be bested by such an animal that was ballsy enough to try and steal from his pack. Determined to catch up to it, the pallid spotted boy attempted to lower his body through the underbrush and slip his way into the forest. What he hadn't accounted for was how large he had been growing as of late. His thick legs and bulky chest didn't fit into tight spaces anymore. Before he knew it, one of his back ankles had caught on a vine and as he pulled, the vegetation pulled tighter.

Turning around to spot his entrapment, his brow furrowed as ruby eyes searched for an escape.

"Ghoul"