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Pack meeting



Tarnish

Raiders Hollow
Raider

Master Fighter (320)

Master Hunter (245)

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age
2 Years
gender
Male
gems
855
size
Extra large
build
Balanced
posts
156
player
lunarcat7

Vengeance
12-20-2024, 02:35 PM
Rot Gut Whiskey's Gonna Ease My Mind


Tarnish made peace with the pain, learned to settle into its constant thrum in the back of his mind. If he minded himself it stayed like that, only stabbing and twisting into him when he moved his face or his leg wrong. Unable to climb up into his treehouse, his Jaguarundi companion had worked tirelessly to dig him a makeshift den beneath the raised roots of his tree. Worc used his beak and talons to weave a number of fronts and grasses together, tying it to the roots to keep the rain at bay. It had been a tight squeeze but for once Tarnish was filled with nothing but gratitude for his companions.

The three were curled up tight in the den resting when his sister's call rang out. Ughhh… He opened a sleepy black eye to peer out into the world. He was so cozy here, he really didn't want to leave the warmth of his den, especially since he'd have to actually walk some where. Tarnish closed his eye only to feel the little cat press at his shoulders. Bleh! Fine, he'd get up and go to the meeting. This had better be good.

Untangling himself, Tarnish flinched as he stood on his three good limbs. A brace of bone and hide bound his shattered left ankle together, his thigh taut to keep the damaged limb from bearing weight. Upon the left side of his face were more bandages, stretching over his left cheek and around his head to keep the dressing in place. At least the wound on the right side of his face was healing well, looking only like a series of nasty red lines rather than the open, weeping wounds they had been.

Tarnish moved carefully, companions in tow, as he arrived to see his litter mates and older sister and… younger sister? He squinted at Sagittarius, trying to place her, but swiftly gave up. He settled in carefully to listen laying down on his right side and gingerly settling the left limb out of the way. He didn't bother saying anything. The wound on the left side of his face was still raw and swollen, making movement fiercely painful. He'd speak when he actually had something to say.