Do You Stand a Ghost of a Chance?

*Ghoul* · 03-10-2023, 09:02 PM

Ghoul spent most of his days resting and minding his business. Kept warm by the embraces of his caimans and occasionally his brother, Macabre, he could finally begin to feel his legs. Some days he would try to stand and others he would only be able to scoot himself across the floor to get water. But every time he tried, he would make it farther and farther. Nearly two seasons had passed since his accident and with the help of wooden braces (really just shitty tourniquets) Ghoul was able to walk out to the plains. Heavily dosed on painkillers given to him by his sister, he tried his best to be as mobile as possible.

Though today was a rest day. His eyes were half closed and he was near full slumber when Medusa came calling. Her regular slightly high-pitched cackle of a call brought a small smirk to his lips as he lifted his head to glance at her. "Afternoon Medusa," Ghoul rumbles as he achingly and slowly stands up and gives his coat a shake. "How has life been since you became an Alphess?" He asks with genuine curiosity. Taking a few steps closer to her and to the light of the outside world, he notices how much happier she appears to be. While the rest of his family had treated her poorly, Ghoul had not understood why or made the effort to do the same. In light of recent events, he actually enjoyed her company and considered staying in Insomnia.

Ghoul Klein

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