January 14, 2020, 10:15 PM
A sound.
The boy twitched his ear as if it was nothing more than an annoying ring, a tune that sought is disrupt him. It pulled him out of his slumber, throwing him back into the reality of the cold world where he let out a hiss through clenched teeth. The stinging was still there at his backside, biting at him. Reminding him that he was still wounded and that it was, in fact, not a dream. He slowly cracked his eyes open into a squint, letting the light fade into his vision with a groan as he looked over his shoulder and down at his leg. Still a bloody mess.
He sighed, and with a repositioning of his shoulders he attempted to get cozy once more before that sound echoed again. It startled the boy, jolting him as he frantically looked from where it came. And there, A figure, cloaked in black with piercing orange eyes stood near him, practically looming over him with a gaze Clay could only describe as a hungry animal. It forced a loud gasp to escape from the youth's jaws, and with a whine he frantically tried to back up into an opposing wall with his useless limb.
"I-" he couldn't find the words. They squeezed their way into this throat, sticking to the walls and jumbling into a mass that only seemed to spur on the rapid rise and fall of his breast as he shuddered with the thundering of his heart in his ribs. "Who are you? Is this your den? I can leave!" He didn't think the cave was occupied with the lack of scent, but if the guy wanted it he could have it! As Clay spoke he attempted to inch himself away further, away from the looming monster's reach, but with a slip of his hind leg he was sent crashing back down onto the smooth surface below with an undignified yelp.
Once more pain zapped it's way underneath his pelt and warmth bloomed at his leg. His wound that was now open, spilling more blood onto his limb before trickling below and pooling onto the shallow ground.
The boy twitched his ear as if it was nothing more than an annoying ring, a tune that sought is disrupt him. It pulled him out of his slumber, throwing him back into the reality of the cold world where he let out a hiss through clenched teeth. The stinging was still there at his backside, biting at him. Reminding him that he was still wounded and that it was, in fact, not a dream. He slowly cracked his eyes open into a squint, letting the light fade into his vision with a groan as he looked over his shoulder and down at his leg. Still a bloody mess.
He sighed, and with a repositioning of his shoulders he attempted to get cozy once more before that sound echoed again. It startled the boy, jolting him as he frantically looked from where it came. And there, A figure, cloaked in black with piercing orange eyes stood near him, practically looming over him with a gaze Clay could only describe as a hungry animal. It forced a loud gasp to escape from the youth's jaws, and with a whine he frantically tried to back up into an opposing wall with his useless limb.
"I-" he couldn't find the words. They squeezed their way into this throat, sticking to the walls and jumbling into a mass that only seemed to spur on the rapid rise and fall of his breast as he shuddered with the thundering of his heart in his ribs. "Who are you? Is this your den? I can leave!" He didn't think the cave was occupied with the lack of scent, but if the guy wanted it he could have it! As Clay spoke he attempted to inch himself away further, away from the looming monster's reach, but with a slip of his hind leg he was sent crashing back down onto the smooth surface below with an undignified yelp.
Once more pain zapped it's way underneath his pelt and warmth bloomed at his leg. His wound that was now open, spilling more blood onto his limb before trickling below and pooling onto the shallow ground.
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Don't look. Hide (mtr.) - by Clay - January 07, 2020, 01:58 AM
RE: Don't look. Hide (mtr.) - by Ithrik - January 10, 2020, 01:25 AM
RE: Don't look. Hide (mtr.) - by Clay - January 14, 2020, 10:15 PM