Life-blood
04-02-2014, 12:52 PM
The deceiving stability of the un-moving ground beneath him still felt deceitful and out of control. He had barely been gone a day from the entrapment of the cavern and the ground still felt like it was swimming beneath his paw. Like a voyage across the sea and returning to land, the earth still felt like it swayed like the endless back of the sea. The cut that run a line against his forehead helped little to calm his swimming head, sill red and ugly and bright against his white coat, outlined with colorful bruises yet to fade. His cracked ribs drew him short of breath and his stamina was nothing like it used to be. He had barely started a run before the pain spasmed up his side and he stopped to hang his head and gasp. He had never felt so incompetent, so useless as he blinked spots from his eyes and settled his rump against the earth. The alabaster brute didn't know the tally for injuries and possibly even deaths within the Valhalla territory and he was desperate to know if any he had come to know and care for had suffered with the betrayal of the earth. Thoughts of Lyric, Twig and Erani where foremost in his mind, with the fate of pupil well known to him. He was desperate to see the wolves he loved and would have tracked them down himself if he hadn't felt so weak and useless. Instead, he settled for raising his head and howling out for those wolves that ruled his heart. "Speech" |
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