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Or die, little wolf, die - Chaudry - June 03, 2025
When Chaudry finally found the time to visit Phobos once more he knew that not all would be right. A gut feeling in his chest, but simple logic too. He had left the man alone for far too long, and while Phobos may have fended on his own for some time, Chaudry had left him weak. He couldn't understand why he felt so worried; like he was losing something.
He expected a lot when he entered the cave; a man starved, thin and dying, a corpse consumed by the harsh elements, maybe even Phobos feasted on by rats. The herbalist laying dead with his head cracked on a rock was not something Chaudry was prepared for. He was already beginning to rot, the stench like nothing Chaudry had found before. He had to wonder just long Phobos had been dead for.
The question was what he was meant to do now. Glancing out behind him, Chaudry felt the need to check if he was alone.
RE: Or die, little wolf, die - Chaudry - June 20, 2025
The answer came to him in an instant.
Grabbing the cold, dead piebald by his scruff Chaudry began to drag him from the scene. His own scent still lingered on the fur of the man, and something about that made him too nervous to leave it be. He needed to take Phobos far away, leave him somewhere that the body would be cleansed of Chaudry's own shame, somewhere that Chaudry could cleanse himself of the herbalist's touch for a final time.
His breath shaky for a brief moment, the Matriarch's son stood still as stone before continuing on his way.