Never Look Back
02-15-2014, 05:52 PM
It wasn't until he was completely out of Baldur's line of vision that the brute dropped the 'all is well' act. Everything about him sagged at once, giving Thor an appearance similar to an old swaybacked horse. His limp returned and was much more pronounced, and his ears and tail hung low. He was more than ready to lay down. Every inch of him hurt and with good reason; he hadn't exactly been treating his wounds kindly. Mostly he was bruised. His uncles had gotten more than their fair share of blows in, but quite a few had been attempts to overpower him and throw him down, so as far as open wounds went, Thor had fared better than Baldur. Honestly, he didn't really remember what boneset looked like. It maybe had white flowers and maybe little leaves...but it was also possible that it had yellow flowers and large leaves. Thor searched as far into the packland as he dared, and he wasn't feeling too daring at the moment, and when the brute didn't find any plant that jumped out at him he decided that he'd just have to wing it. Maybe believing that what he was eating was medicinal would be enough to make Baldur feel better. The mind was a powerful thing, right? Thor settled on a thick, bushy plant and yanked it out of the ground roots and all, and began to make his way back to where he'd left his brother. He took a different route, still holding out hope that one of the plants would jump out at him, and as luck would have it, the new path he took bore better fruit than the first. Sure, what he found wasn't what he'd been looking for, but a deer carcass was nothing to sniff at. He ate all that he could, chewed off a leg, threw it over his shoulder and then picked up his plant and continued on. He arrived to find Baldur asleep and, for once putting aside his desire for orneriness, gently nudged his brother to wake him. The brute himself loathed being forced awake, so it was only right that he'd extend the same courtesy that he'd wish to be shown. "Looky what I found." Thor dangled the plant in front of his brother's nose, trying to talk the unidentified weed up and make it more appealing. "Oh, and I found this too." He let the leg slide to the ground. To further solidify his projected "confidence" in the plant, Thor began to pull leaves off of it and eat them. Really, what was the worst that could happen? The brute lay on his back looking up at the stars, his eyes blinking slightly out of sync with one another. His legs were all splayed out, the back ones laying limply behind him and the front ones dangling on either side of his face. He felt really, really, really, really, really...reallyreallyreally good. Like, the best good he'd ever felt...ever. It was the most amazing good possible, he decided. "Hey...hey...hey...Baldur." Thor paused, forgetting for a moment what he was going to say. Oh! "My face is tingly." His eyes squinted in realization, a sudden thought hitting him hard. "Are there bugs on my face?" Speech |
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