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Right through the nostril! Wait, no, septum.

Medusa



Acacius

Loner

Advanced Fighter (90)

Master Healer (245)

An icon representing the specialty Field Medic Field Medic

age
2 Years
gender
Male
gems
268
size
Dire wolf
build
Balanced
posts
41

1KThe Ooze Participant
08-19-2022, 04:11 PM

Acacius was intently focused upon his gravedigging, nodding his head along with his companion's instructions as they counselled him on exactly how to proceed with today's lesson. Hopefully it would not take too much daylight to find a corpse with suitable flesh to practice upon - Acacius did not want to try to pierce anything in the dark. While he searched, Prick began to rifle through their communal pack to retrieve the tools necessary and Poke continued her lecture. "We'll use one of Prick's quills that has been heated and sterilised already. It doesn't need to be clean for a corpse, but it's better to learn the right way just to be safe." Acacius could hear the faint tinging of the quill tapping the side of the jar as Poke shook it gently, but his eyes remained on the search for a victim in the dirt. "It requires a lot of precision - are you sure you are capable of.. " The companion's voice faded as a stranger approached, the pair's quills rattling in a faint alarm to alert the yearling.

Acacius lifted his muddied head from the hole, squinting past the dirt to see a skeletal marked woman much older then he. Was he about to get in trouble for grave robbing? Stepping out of the hole slowly, he began to brush the dirt from his limbs. Medusa walked right on up without hesitation and Acacius gave a soft 'eep' of alarm as she enthusiastically entered his personal space. "You know Havoc?" He asked, tipping his large head to the side. This wolf was skeletal too, and she said there was also a Medusa who was skeletal - how many wolves looked like him in this land? "Havoc is my half-sister. If you're her friend you must be kind of cool. I like your bones." With a small smile his eyes roamed across her distinct markings, tracing the bone-like patterns up along her ribs and down her legs and onto her face where - Medusa had a piercing in one of her ears! "Oh! Oh! Can I pierce your nose?" The yearling asked, stamping his paws excitedly. A live subject and a skeletal friend. The day was becoming better and better with each passing minute. "Pleaaaase?"

"Speech"
Acacius has saber fangs, which may not be visible on all his art.
In the likely event you witness this character speaking to open air, he is speaking to his imaginary friend, Pocus.
Two porcupines follow Acacius everywhere he goes, their names are Prick(M) and Poke(F).