Son This Ain't A Dream No More Its The Real Thing
Jigsaw!
10-31-2021, 02:03 PM
Áskell paced in his den, his stomach twisting and rolling with anxiety. He couldn't sleep. He just felt disturbed and unable to settle and on top of that a strange greenish, glowing liquid was leaking from the corner of his eyes and also out of his nose. He shook his head and rubbed at his eyes. He had no idea what was happening but he was too afraid to let anyone else know what was wrong with him. What if he lost his warrior rank? What if he was contagious and they kicked him out of the pack? Anxious thoughts swirled around his head before he finally left his den, desperate to talk to the only wolf that might be able to help him and probably wouldn't judge him in the process, his brother. Áskell settled outside Jigsaw's den and called to him. "Jigsaw? You up? I think there's something really wrong with me."