wall of ice, warmth of speech
[ voodoo, trigger; drug use ]
06-28-2022, 03:53 PM
He rolled in the water, making sure the lake ran red with the deer blood before being washed with the waves. "Aye?" he heard her beginning to eat and remarking on having fun "same boat" While his reply was simple, the effects of the drug were indeed fading. He felt more lucid, and the hazy mist began to eat away at his mind, his memory "canae say I've had fun for a long time..." It was a sad thought, but perhaps they really were in the same boat. Torben marched to shore, shaking off the water like a dog. His longer, thicker fur fell in waves around him. Not as long as some wolves, but still quite long. He bit back a sigh. "Guess we're the same, eh?" The massive wolf hadn't really been 'happy' for some time, despite faking pleasantries and such "nice to know someone else feels it too." Because nobody was completely happy all the time. If they were... they faked it. He hesitated, feeling a bit drawn to her. But something wasn't right about it. Maybe it was loneliness, but it could be platonic too. |
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