Box full of darkness
Ghoul
11-05-2023, 06:25 AM
Cricket had been gone a little too long for his liking. As the sky waned from blue to black, he paced. Mac tried to console him, but he couldn't be calmed. Something was wrong. So, so wrong. She was too small. What if someone had attacked her? Worry creased his expression as he continued to pace. Back and forth through the shared den until he began to dig a rut where he walked. It felt like hours passed into the night until he couldn't handle it any longer. Promising Mac he would be back soon, he went to borrow a satchel of supplies from Widow before taking off out of the lands. Thankful that there was a faint scent trail to follow, Ghoul moved as fast as his sore legs would take him. Eating up grass and mud, he ran through the hills until the grove of willows loomed ahead of him. Suddenly, her scent was stronger here than it had been moments before. Exerting his last bit of energy, he doesn't slow until he is pushing through the hanging branches. It is the strong tinge of copper that has him worried. Then the sight of her, laying on the ground bloodied and injured, has him doubly worried. "Cricket!" His voice is hoarse as he moves to lay beside her. "Cricket, please, wake up," Ghoul ushers her to come back as he digs through the satchel to find something, anything, that will save her. |
Warning: If anyone dares to fuck with Cricket, their pups, or Macabre, you will be answering to him.
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