Whispering Memories

N/A · 05-11-2014, 06:25 PM

Blood. The vile blood of the damned lion spilled into his mouth, tainting his tongue with it's wretched taste. Even as he roared, trying to pull away, Kar tried to hold on, following after a short while before the moment before he was shaken loose, dropping hard upon the ground as the mountain lion continued to flee. He would slowly get back up, panting heavily as he watched the creature. "Don't come back!" He snarled after the retreating figure.

Then he would remember Nalyda, moving to the fae's side. Ears would lower, heart sinking in his chest. "Nalyda..." He would give a deep sigh, whining loudly. "Oh Siri... What do I do...?" He was no healer... would... would he be able to carry Nalyda somewhere for treatment.

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