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The Unraveling - It Burns



Ganymede

Loner

Beginner Healer (0)

Beginner Hunter (0)

age
1 Year
gender
Other
gems
75
size
Large
build
Light
posts
15
player
Crownteeth
11-11-2024, 11:49 PM

"Do Not Enter" is written on the doorway
Why can't everyone just go away?



There it was again, the ground shifting and sliding like some great beast was restless. It was something he had noticed more and more often if he was honest. It put a feeling of nervousness in his stomach that sat heavy, and he almost wished he had stayed back with Lailah and enjoyed the hot springs more. Instead, he had taken the invitation extended from Ultyr, hoping to get to know the other more. He couldn't be entirely bad, not from what he had seen of him so far, conceited and arrogant yes, but not cruel like his father. So he took it when the ground had started up its trembling and the offer to go hunting whatever ran from the quakes was extended.


An easy meal was an easy meal and they had the wisp to feed back at home, and she was eating for more than one after all. So moving on long steps to keep pace with the other’s longer stride as they approached the crater. Likely the thing causing the quakes in the region. It was the sweltering heat that made him falter, ears pressing forward at the noise of other voices and the bubbling, gurgling roar from…something near the center. Ganymede did wish he had stayed back when he caught sight of the beast surrounded by other wolves, eyes wide as he just stared ahead almost unseeing. "It's fucking terrible, why are they so close to i-" His voice cut off at the words that left Ultyr’s mouth. What in the names of the gods’ did he think he was doing? Stuck watching for a moment as the brute rushed into the fray, alone, as if risking his life was worth whatever fame came from fighting this thing. Arrogant like always and now here he was having to throw himself into it all after him.


Paws scrambling on hot stones underfoot, nails skidding and struggling to keep a grip as he moved opposite of Ultyr. Ganymede kept his head ducked as he searched for any opening to rush for one of the black skittering legs. All of this felt so dangerous but he couldn't let himself dwell on that in the heat of it, simply act and avoid getting in the way of others. Teeth gnashing on open air with his first strike before he lunged for the 'softer' body near what he could only assume was the beast's belly.




Walk, "Talk", Think, ’Others Speaking’

Except you, you can stay.
Ganymede may deal with Mature and X themes. Viewer Discretion is Advised.