The Unraveling - It Creeps
Today, 05:14 AM
It was with great disdain that Idris rose from his slumbering position. Nestled deep in the shadows of the thick jungle to sleep the day away, it would be safe to say he was not pleased to be awoken. The deep rumbling of the ground and noises of something large tearing through vine and tree had not bothering him at first. No. It wasn’t until the ruckus of wolves snarling and yelling did he begin to snarl as well. Why the fuck was everyone being so NOISY?
Prowling through the dense underbrush with intent and disgruntlement, he doesn’t slow until the creature comes into view. Pulling up short, Idris eyes the worm… beetle… monster from the shadows. His sensitive eyes blink against the bright shafts of light that peek down from the canopy. The beast was heading somewhere from how it clawed at the ground and trunks as if needing assistance to move.
Pale eyes look and notice that it is heading toward the shore. Why? Concern lances through him. Would the water do something terrible to this awoken monstrosity? Idris moves his gaze back to the creature, fighting to roll his eyes at the two wolves stupid enough to take on such a behemoth. Did they have a death wish? Clearly.
Looking at the rest of the group, he watches. They all appear too frightened to do anything, but something had to be done. Quickly slinking toward the two Judilan band members and then toward the rustic and obsidian wolf standing near the ivory and obsidian girl, Idris hovers close enough to speak. “We need to stop it from making it to wherever it is headed,” his deep tenor breaks the stare of silent awe.
“If we all stand before the beast, without infuriating it, maybe we can corral it somewhere else,” Idris suggests, but doesn’t finish. Where that somewhere else is, he doesn’t know yet, but maybe one of them has an idea. Where they’re on board or not, the lanky wolf moves to stand before the beast with just enough room that the weird looking tendrils shouldn’t at least flay him alive. Setting a defensive stance, he hopes to deter the beast from its original path.
Prowling through the dense underbrush with intent and disgruntlement, he doesn’t slow until the creature comes into view. Pulling up short, Idris eyes the worm… beetle… monster from the shadows. His sensitive eyes blink against the bright shafts of light that peek down from the canopy. The beast was heading somewhere from how it clawed at the ground and trunks as if needing assistance to move.
Pale eyes look and notice that it is heading toward the shore. Why? Concern lances through him. Would the water do something terrible to this awoken monstrosity? Idris moves his gaze back to the creature, fighting to roll his eyes at the two wolves stupid enough to take on such a behemoth. Did they have a death wish? Clearly.
Looking at the rest of the group, he watches. They all appear too frightened to do anything, but something had to be done. Quickly slinking toward the two Judilan band members and then toward the rustic and obsidian wolf standing near the ivory and obsidian girl, Idris hovers close enough to speak. “We need to stop it from making it to wherever it is headed,” his deep tenor breaks the stare of silent awe.
“If we all stand before the beast, without infuriating it, maybe we can corral it somewhere else,” Idris suggests, but doesn’t finish. Where that somewhere else is, he doesn’t know yet, but maybe one of them has an idea. Where they’re on board or not, the lanky wolf moves to stand before the beast with just enough room that the weird looking tendrils shouldn’t at least flay him alive. Setting a defensive stance, he hopes to deter the beast from its original path.
Idris is considered a MATURE character & may have threads with triggering themes.
Please read at your own descretion.
Cambria & Matija are near Idris at all times & allowed to enter any of Idris' threads if they please.
Beware, Idris is fiercely protective over both wolves & will do anything to keep them out of harm's way.