Growing Worse {Healer, Roman?}
12-30-2014, 11:08 AM
Arietta shuddered heavily as the hallucination closed in on her. She was trying desperately to will it away, to beg him to leave. Her mind burned, weakness in her body. She registered someone stick their head in, but who they were was lost on the female right now. The hallucination would turn towards the ‘intruder’, his growl vibrating only within her head, when in actuality it was Roman’s howl. The moments after that faded in and out, her mind somewhere lost.
The small healer would keep her body pressed to the back of the den, closing her eyes tightly, whimpering with pain, with fear. She heard a voice again, opening her eyes to see Roman’s head within the den... And Sin nowhere to be found. “R...Ro...” Her voice was dry, cracked. Fresh tears formed in her eyes. “Ro...” The girl was desperately trying to speak to her leader, though she would hardly get out a syllable before the name died on her lips.
Another would enter the den too. One she didn’t know. She was moving something towards her, the words leaving her lips sounding almost foreign to the brown femme’s ears. Arietta would shift, whining again, her body giving a violent shake. What did she want? Why was she here? Arietta would flinch back as the herbs were nosed towards her. Somewhere in the fog of her mind she remembered that herbs were given to ease pain... To help. Her light blue eyes would shift to them and awkwardly she’d try to lap them up. After a moment she would finish swallowing, her gaze shifting from the healer to Roman and then back.
“Wh... Sin...?” Her words were soft, spoken in an airy breath as she asked about the male who had once claimed her. She didn’t realize she had hallucinated seeing him... How sick she was.
The small healer would keep her body pressed to the back of the den, closing her eyes tightly, whimpering with pain, with fear. She heard a voice again, opening her eyes to see Roman’s head within the den... And Sin nowhere to be found. “R...Ro...” Her voice was dry, cracked. Fresh tears formed in her eyes. “Ro...” The girl was desperately trying to speak to her leader, though she would hardly get out a syllable before the name died on her lips.
Another would enter the den too. One she didn’t know. She was moving something towards her, the words leaving her lips sounding almost foreign to the brown femme’s ears. Arietta would shift, whining again, her body giving a violent shake. What did she want? Why was she here? Arietta would flinch back as the herbs were nosed towards her. Somewhere in the fog of her mind she remembered that herbs were given to ease pain... To help. Her light blue eyes would shift to them and awkwardly she’d try to lap them up. After a moment she would finish swallowing, her gaze shifting from the healer to Roman and then back.
“Wh... Sin...?” Her words were soft, spoken in an airy breath as she asked about the male who had once claimed her. She didn’t realize she had hallucinated seeing him... How sick she was.