ooc: after the seasonal prompt

É R E B O S

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he could only go so far, sniffing out the wetlands soon before the rain had started. it's a tough state he's in-, now adding the heavy rainfall that drenched him cold. but he came for a reason here, knowing that boneset grew where it was wet. he'd limped from the gorge back in insomnia, wasting no time to heal himself. he depended on no one else as he took full responsibility for his health & did so proudly. from previous knowledge, he knew what would ease the ache of his left shoulder. wondering if it was an internal ligament tear or worse; someone had to look at it from behind, and perhaps even stitch him. erebos felt the stings of cold water clean over his fresh wounds that still seeped blood. the metallic smell strong as ever in the humidity.
but he's on guard, his musk full of bodily chemicals denoting his aggressive state. hackles still raised and his eyes alert despite the blur of rain before him. so slowly, he continued on until he found pools that resembled a paw. finally.
searching the terrain, he discovered a small thicket of white flowers: the boneset he was hoping to find. he sat then, rain continuously pouring over his tall body as he lowered his head to the ground. he'd begin to pick the wet herb, placing them near his right side as he harvested for some time. knowing he'd need a large amount to sustain him for the next week or two.

"talk" 'think'

table by scarlet, art by ashon

Code © Skelle/Witchdogtor DO NOT USE WITHOUT PERMISSION

Identification followed that of a rabbit, but it was too fast and honestly she wasn't entirely too hungry after all. But she did end up at the lake that resembled a massive paw. She was a little ways from home, thankful no strangers took advancement upon her. Ears pinned against her skull, the cold rain making her shiver, but the humidity making it entirely not too unberable.

Her coat was drenched however, making her shake off only for it to become matted against her frame. Appearing like a drowned rat as some could say even. She chuckled at the thought, but continued on, spotting a few plants she could harvest for herself, ears perked forwards as her emerald pools caught her mate not too far off.

Steps became a little quicker, ignoring the blasting rain from her face. Almost blinding her. She called over to him, wondering what he was doing. Tilting her head, soon her nose twitched at the scent of blood and other odors upon him. Concern washing over her. Wondering what the hell happened.

Coming closer, she didn't need to say anything but nuzzle against him, the scent was stronger now. Shivering as wondering what in the world he faught with. "Who did this to you, love?" She asked out more like a demand for an answer. "Let me help the best I can." Her voice holding worry, not wanting him to loose any more blood than he may have already.

"Speech!"