Get Down with the Sickness
01-24-2014, 10:55 PM
Heavy paws slapped the ground in quick succession. Somewhere nearby his younger brother was up to no good; he could feel it. This feeling was a kind of sixth sense the brute had developed over the years. It was at once a useful ability and a pain in the ass. Where are you, brother? His eyes roved over the alien scape, taking in the ash. It hung in the air, almost blocking the sun and making breathing difficult, and it covered the ground, getting stuck between his toes. It even stuck to his nose to the point where he had to remind himself not to lick it in order to keep the substance out of his mouth. His eyes stung and wept constantly. The only upside was that it made tracking beyond simple. A set of pawprints laid out before him brought him quickly to the scene.
There. He arrived just in time to see Baldur faceplant, the sight drawing a big booming laugh from him. Ah, leave it to Baldur to cheer him up. Bless him. But what was this? Thor squinted to see through the ash, trying to figure out exactly what the other wolf was doing. He moved closer, blinking rapidly to clear his eyes. Was that...was that a wolf Baldur had tripped over? It was, wasn't it? What was he...no..was he?
"BALDUR!" His voice rang out, exploding through the ashy air with enough force to send nearby flurries sailing away at lightning speed. NO, hell no. He wasn't going to pee on some poor dead creature. Not if Thor could help it. What the hell was wrong with him?
He lit across the terra with an agility that only possessed him when situations were in dire need of action; and this was one of those times. The big brute seethed, his fur standing on end. How dare Baldur desecrate a body, one he didn't even know? No, it wasn't right and he would pay for his mistake.
Roaring, Thor slammed into his brother just as his stream began. He hit him from the left side and the two wolves rolled, hitting the ground in a cloud of ash.
There. He arrived just in time to see Baldur faceplant, the sight drawing a big booming laugh from him. Ah, leave it to Baldur to cheer him up. Bless him. But what was this? Thor squinted to see through the ash, trying to figure out exactly what the other wolf was doing. He moved closer, blinking rapidly to clear his eyes. Was that...was that a wolf Baldur had tripped over? It was, wasn't it? What was he...no..was he?
"BALDUR!" His voice rang out, exploding through the ashy air with enough force to send nearby flurries sailing away at lightning speed. NO, hell no. He wasn't going to pee on some poor dead creature. Not if Thor could help it. What the hell was wrong with him?
He lit across the terra with an agility that only possessed him when situations were in dire need of action; and this was one of those times. The big brute seethed, his fur standing on end. How dare Baldur desecrate a body, one he didn't even know? No, it wasn't right and he would pay for his mistake.
Roaring, Thor slammed into his brother just as his stream began. He hit him from the left side and the two wolves rolled, hitting the ground in a cloud of ash.
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