The Choice - Brian

Mismatched eyes watch the pained wolf, instinctively making mental notes about the man as she slowly steps forward. His face contorts, back paws digging furrows into the sand where he lays and Seere takes another step toward them only to freeze at his panicked words. The air is suddenly alive with sounds that no sane person should ever be forced to hear as the man’s side suddenly splits open, vomiting worms and internal juices onto the ground as the dying wolf cries out in anguish.

While the sight of wiggling worms covered in blood, bile, and other substances would normally be enough to make her freeze, the fact that stranger is in horrid pain and has had his stomach ruptured by these creatures is enough to have her diving for the wolf. Small paws cradle his head as he slumps over and she expertly shrugs off her medical bag, seating herself so that she can continue to hold his head with one paw while also being able rummaging through her satchel with the other.

Soft soothing sounds fall from her lips as his body convulses, weeping worms and blood across the sand. Seere withdraws a small vial from her pack, double checking its contents before uncorking it and helps the man to down the liquid. Once it gone, she abandons the glass container in favor of gently rubbing away the ceases of pain on his face. Softly, she murmurs, “Its okay. That will help take away the pain. Go to sleep now. The pain won’t follow you away.”

Tears sting the backs of her eyes as she coos softly to him, trying to help ease his transition from this world to the next. The vial had been a mixture of fly agaric mushrooms, jimson weed, kava, and cannabis and flavored with some elderberries. It was a poison she had concocted on her own and was meant to take the pain away and ease him to sleep before stopping his heart forever. Paws cradle his head, stroking his features almost lovingly as she waits with the dying man.

Mint and purple gaze travel to the worms that writhe on the ground around his body and she feels intense hatred toward whatever entity had forced this stranger to endure so much agony in their final moments. Eyes flick around the group, warily watching what their reactions to the strange and vile creatures that were birthed into this world from agony and blood. Silently, she questions why the gods must be so cruel.


"Seere Klein-Destruction"