you won't remember this

*Altavro* · 04-21-2014, 07:23 PM

Altavro Of The Nomads

Surreal's words mostly rolled over his ears, and Altavro spent most of his energy focusing on putting one paw in front of the other, and refraining from whimpering as each movement jolted swollen wounds. "Sounds . . ." Altavro trailed off, forgetting for a moment what he'd been trying to say. "Scary." Someone could get lost in eyes like that - or eyes like Surreal's. It was like looking at the summer sky with one eye and the sun with the other. If he lived in those eyes, his body probably wouldn't hurt as much as it did right now. Maybe he could do that. Could he do that? Was that possible? Maybe the gods would smile upon him and let him be free of this pain. He could just magically get better, right? Please, Sol... Altavro imagined the golden eye of Surreal as he spoke the name of the sun's god in his mind.

Woo, this was actually kinda fun, if you ignored the fact that it hurt like none other. Maybe he could just float away and let everyone else deal with the whole infection thing. "S'nice to meet you." The words were slightly slurred, running together more than they ought as Altavro spoke carefully.

The rest of the time passed in a blur, with Altavro alternating between being only aware of pain and being aware of nothing at all except his paws, which continued to place themselves steadily one in front of the other, even as Altavro drifted in and out of thought. He stopped only when Surreal came to a stop as well, still leaning heavily against the other wolf. "Mmkay," Altavro mumbled, hardly able to make his tongue work. Was it supposed to be this cold?

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