A quiet place to die
05-15-2023, 05:28 PM
(This post was last modified: 05-15-2023, 05:29 PM by Veigar. Edited 1 time in total.)
Veigar's world had finally gone completely dark. It was an inevitable thing, something he'd been preparing for for ages now. The loss of his sight had been a progressive thing, painfully slow in how it had deteriorated. Though it'd given him time to get used to his new reality, season by season as things progressed, sometimes he'd wished it had happened suddenly. Like ripping a bandage off an old wound. Painful, sure, but over quickly enough. Instead he'd been left to stew on his new reality, and over time - especially since Medusa's takeover - he'd grown more miserable, and far more resentful. The one wolf he'd trusted the most wasn't even around right now, and somehow he'd managed to keep his blindness a secret until now. He'd been able to see the vaguest hints of light and shadows for awhile, but now he saw nothing except pitch black darkness. Instead of trying to hide what he knew eventually someone (and then everyone) would find out, he hid out as much as possible, growing thin from the difficulty hunting now provided. More often than not he'd taken to scavenging, feeding off whatever kills he could find throughout the packlands and close by, but it wasn't a permanent solution - not when hunger gnawed so painfully at his belly, a constant reminder of everything he'd lost. At least at night he was less likely to be noticed. At least as his sight faded his other senses grew stronger. Few sounds escaped him as he crept out of his den and across the plains, taking a route he knew to be generally free from obstacles. His head was low to the ground as he navigated through the rippling grass, nose twitching and ears swiveling as he kept on high alert. If he was lucky, maybe he'd find an actual meal, but how he'd successfully track it down and kill it... especially with the way his markings ebbed and glowed in the pitch black night... the mere thought made them brighten with annoyance, and he shoved back a snarl that threatened to leave his throat. |
Veigar is completely blind; his eyes are a hazy shade of pale yellow, though he tries his best to hide this fact.
His saliva also glows a faint shade of neon green since the Ooze event.
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