Glacier had been a little out of it since the accident. He spend a lot of his time in sleep, and others in a drug induced haze. He didn't know what Terrea gave him but, wooh, it was good stuff. He also, oddly enough had been having entirely too vivid dreams. The majority of them had been about Voltage, of his brother with furrowed brows and a sorrow-fulled voice, worrying over him, telling him to get better, that he hoped his brother trusted him and something about Astrea's special someone. He shook of the dream and opened his maws wide in a jaw-clicking yawn before shaking his massive head and with a groan pushing himself to his feet. He felt weak and tired, he knew he hadn't been eating enough, too much time spent asleep and his paw was weak with its healing and lack of exercise.
He was pretty sure it had been the head wound that had scared everyone the most, and why they had been keeping him mostly unconscious these last few days. Damn doctors orders, he was officially sick of his den, of the familiar walls, with the patterns he could trace in his dreams, and of this feeling weak. For the first time in a long while his head felt shocking clear and he knew he was well and truly on his path to healing. If his family tried to keep him in his den a day longer, he would.. he would sit on them.
The brute pushed free of his den and stepped out into the glaring sunlight, where he was forced to blink it from his eyes and squint, unaccustomed to the unfiltered brightness of the day. His jaw was set and his movements where sluggish, he had a long way to go before he was as quick and strong as he had been before and the thought of that made him feel helpless, useless to his precious family. He was surprised not to see Voltage beside him when he awoke, he was sure every bleary blinking moments of wakefulness previously had been met with those familiar, concerned eyes of his brother. Well, he was only wolven, perhaps he was getting food or taking a bathroom break. He sat outside his den, slowly pushing pushing his paw against the earth, and then releasing the pressure, repeating the movement again and again as he waited for his brother to appear.
"Speech" |
