The Unraveling - It Burns
11-17-2024, 07:25 PM
Gruesome went to stand in front of the pups where he was joined by another likeminded wolf. A small, grateful smile is offered to him even as others appear and snap at him for trying to take care of the younger ones which only has him rolling his eyes but he moves off slightly, taking a few steps away from the other man and the pups just the worm seems to look at the older male. Everything stills as an unnatural silence fills the air, setting the yearling’s teeth on edge while also causing his stomach to lurch with alarm and dread.
All hell breaks loose then as the pale man who had joined him in protecting others bursts into flames and Gru’s eyes widen in horror and he lets out an alarmed shout as he stumbles away from the horrid cries of pain and searing heat. The smell of burning fur and flesh scorch his nostrils, raising bile into the back of his throat as another moves forward, sending the dying wolf tumbling into the lava and to a more merciful end than what he was been forced to endure.
Others attack but the world narrows as he franticly looks around for Terror, trying to make certain that his twin is safe in this chaos. Fire fills the space, burning away fur and blistering flesh as Gruesome stumbles almost drunkenly away, uncertain what he is supposed to do. Vaguely, he is aware of someone’s paw getting caught underneath a tumbling boulder and the sickening crack that echoed through the air as the rock ends their life. The smell of death fills the air and the yearling snaps back to his senses, angry at the beast for harming so many.
With a loud roar of hatred, Gru lunges forward, planting his fat paws onto a loose rock near the edge of the hole and shoves with all his might, taking the lead from the others and trying to bury it beneath the weight of the boulders. With a mighty shove, the huge rock loosens and begins to tumble down toward this blood thirsty worm as he hopes to speed its departure from the realm of the living.
"Gruesome Nightwing"
All hell breaks loose then as the pale man who had joined him in protecting others bursts into flames and Gru’s eyes widen in horror and he lets out an alarmed shout as he stumbles away from the horrid cries of pain and searing heat. The smell of burning fur and flesh scorch his nostrils, raising bile into the back of his throat as another moves forward, sending the dying wolf tumbling into the lava and to a more merciful end than what he was been forced to endure.
Others attack but the world narrows as he franticly looks around for Terror, trying to make certain that his twin is safe in this chaos. Fire fills the space, burning away fur and blistering flesh as Gruesome stumbles almost drunkenly away, uncertain what he is supposed to do. Vaguely, he is aware of someone’s paw getting caught underneath a tumbling boulder and the sickening crack that echoed through the air as the rock ends their life. The smell of death fills the air and the yearling snaps back to his senses, angry at the beast for harming so many.
With a loud roar of hatred, Gru lunges forward, planting his fat paws onto a loose rock near the edge of the hole and shoves with all his might, taking the lead from the others and trying to bury it beneath the weight of the boulders. With a mighty shove, the huge rock loosens and begins to tumble down toward this blood thirsty worm as he hopes to speed its departure from the realm of the living.