Bow at my feet (EVENT THREAD)
09-13-2014, 02:19 PM
He moved against the wind, head tilted to the side in the only real way he could combat the slap of rain against his face without burying it under his paws. If not for the amount of leg on him, the boy would have been more brown than blue; each step forward was another chance for one of his limbs to be lost to the alarmingly powerful mud that sucked at his paws. Having long ago abandoned the lazy facade, Valentine chose each step with care, reaching out tentatively before placing any weight on the sacrificial limb. Having heard her call rise above the wind, Valentine had sought out his mother. Bleary, rain stung eyes would squint into the storm as her familiar form came into view atop a neighboring hill. He sought her gaze, wishing to tell her that he was coming but not trusting his voice to carry the message to her. It was then that the sky lit up in the only warning he would receive. A bolt struck him, catching him completely off guard and throwing him into unconsciousness before he had time to register what was happening. A boom of thunder so loud as to deafen would rock the terra, but the boy could spare no appreciation; he was already gone. "Speaking" Thinking |
NOTE: Valentine has a female striped skunk companion named Lefty. Unless stated otherwise assume she's present.