you lint licker
12-01-2014, 01:03 PM
Rated M for Language and possible sexual themes.
"Fuck!" The word would be expelled with great force as Scorpion jumped away from the snake that had just sunk its fangs into his back left leg. His form would whip around, having been completely unaware of its presence. The oddly shaped head, cat-like gaze, and diamonds running down it back would clue him in to the creature that had just envenomated him. He hadn't seen it there because its rattle was missing, it's tail bitten off by something. "Damn it!" He'd yell again as rage overcame the searing pain that would start to travel up his leg. He'd growl deeply as he found himself hobbling away from the nasty creature, he would not even swear vengeance on the thing, for surely he would not be on the earth for much longer.
He'd hobble back to the den that he and Othello had once shared with their growing children, now it was empty most of the time with he and her off in different directions many days. It hurt him to know that he'd grown so apart from her, the only wolf aside form his brother that was loyal to him to the end. How could he say goodbye so quickly? How was it a snake would bring about his end? As the adrenaline faded he would find himself curled in the den, the bite's pain coming through rather well. He'd grit his teeth as he felt the effects of it start to break down the flesh and bone of his paw. If this was it he needed to say good bye, to hope that Othello would hera him and come to his aide.
He'd wriggle himself to the entrance of the den, his head tipping back to call for the lovely she wolf he called his own. Hopefully Soliloquy would find his way here eventually too. They deserved better than he'd given them. The sound that left his throat was urgent, and held a tinge of pain as he continued to endure the painful wound.
"Othello Speech"
"Fuck!" The word would be expelled with great force as Scorpion jumped away from the snake that had just sunk its fangs into his back left leg. His form would whip around, having been completely unaware of its presence. The oddly shaped head, cat-like gaze, and diamonds running down it back would clue him in to the creature that had just envenomated him. He hadn't seen it there because its rattle was missing, it's tail bitten off by something. "Damn it!" He'd yell again as rage overcame the searing pain that would start to travel up his leg. He'd growl deeply as he found himself hobbling away from the nasty creature, he would not even swear vengeance on the thing, for surely he would not be on the earth for much longer.
He'd hobble back to the den that he and Othello had once shared with their growing children, now it was empty most of the time with he and her off in different directions many days. It hurt him to know that he'd grown so apart from her, the only wolf aside form his brother that was loyal to him to the end. How could he say goodbye so quickly? How was it a snake would bring about his end? As the adrenaline faded he would find himself curled in the den, the bite's pain coming through rather well. He'd grit his teeth as he felt the effects of it start to break down the flesh and bone of his paw. If this was it he needed to say good bye, to hope that Othello would hera him and come to his aide.
He'd wriggle himself to the entrance of the den, his head tipping back to call for the lovely she wolf he called his own. Hopefully Soliloquy would find his way here eventually too. They deserved better than he'd given them. The sound that left his throat was urgent, and held a tinge of pain as he continued to endure the painful wound.
"Scorpion Speech"
"Othello Speech"
12-02-2014, 11:18 PM
She had run from Crucifix's land, pushing against the snow banks to rush to their old home. Tears still fell down her face, freezing to her black marked muzzle. She didn't know what to think, nor what to feel. A shaky breath left her frame as she ducked and dived, paws growing weary from the run. It was hard, the ground had grown solid with the cold and it was a shock to her aging joints. Othello just wanted to slip into a hot spring right now, or to curl up and cry. But no, Scorpion was calling for her and she would not abandon him. His call was urgent, a tone that he had never really used with her. This made her feel more and more guilty about what had just transpired. Could she face him while she stunk of another man? She knew how she felt when he came home smelling of others.
All thoughts left her as she came to a skidding halt outside of their once shared den. She flinched at how stale her own smell had become, but poked her head in regardless. She saw him there, and her eyes were directed to the already festering wound on his leg. Purple eyes flew wide as she gasped, falling to his side as a cry slipped from her maw. "What happened?" She whispered, digging her nose into his scruff. Her tears that had been falling before did not stop, she saw how much pain he was in. This was her fault, all her fault. She should have just stayed with him, should have never left his side. If she had only been here she could have fought off whatever had happened to him, to make all the bad things go away. But she couldn't lose him. Oh gods this wasn't going to kill him, was it? She couldn't bare to lose him, not after having lose everything else. The woman began to go into hysterics, her breathing shallow and rugged as she tried to keep calm. No, she couldn't lose him. The fates couldn't be that cruel, could they?