i can't stop drinking about you

Shai wouldn't humour his delusional words, wouldn't respond to his speaking. But then again even if Shai had replied Skah doubted he would hear is words over the heavy drumming of his own pulse in his ears. Skah knew that he was probably wasting his breath speaking, tiring himself out even more but it helped hi concentrate and try and stay awake. He felt so tired? Suddenly they would stop and there was warmth on his other side as her upper shoulder pressed into the muscle of his mid shoulder. Thankfully her height kept her from touching his neck wound directly but blood would trickle and dribble onto her grey coat. Oops. He would lean more onto her, releasing Shai from beneath his weight and transferring to Gwena. That alone proved to be too much for him as shaky legs trembled and he folded uselessly to the ground. Paws would splay before he would drop like a rag doll to his left. Yes. Sleep sounded about right. Eyes would flutter close but breath would remain steady. The ground felt like it was tilting and tottering beneath him. "Heeeeyyy Gwena. Whats up?" His words were a soft whisper a mumble that rolled off his tongue. Everything felt funny...


" This is my speaking color woop. speaking"