May 28, 2015, 11:14 AM
After speaking with her sister, Tiger excitedly winded toward the Plateau once more, as she had told her sister. With more plants to add to her list-to-bring, Tiger carried a vast assortment of helpful plants. Some useful, most useless, and now, one very, very deadly. Tiger moved quicker, wanting to jet back to the Caldera right quick after this meeting. If any of these herbs could assist in her sisters pregnancy, it'd be cool to know about it.
Unwittingly, as a piece of some herb pressed to her mouth, Tiger coughed and pressed her tongue to the roof of her mouth, the pressure enough to cause some part of that plant to break. It had went down her gullet in one fell swoop, and Tiger continued on her way, tail waving, eyes a-glowing. All was well in the world. Her sister was going to have a baby, and Tiger would have a niece or nephew, and then, she'd really be Aunt Tiger. She could teach them cool life lessons like "don't eat your poop, there's parasites in that shit, literally, lol" and other cool stuff.
On her travels, she thought of all these cool plans. There were loads. Tiger thought of nicknames, too... but knew she'd think of a good animal one when she saw 'em. No, fuck, she thought of one. Tadpole!
Ugh, her stomach hurt. It flipped and she stopped mid-journey to experience the runs, a lot of them. This lasted a little less than an hour, but soon, she was feeling better.
Tiger thought fondly of the Caldera, and then, fondly of the Plateau. Maybe @Blue Willow had just been busy that day...? It happened! Tiger, the eternal optimist. Her heart hurt real bad at the thought that this might not be the case, that she was deliberately ignored...
Man, as a matter of fact, it really hurt. Hurt so much she could hardly breathe. Very, very near now was the Plateau. Tigers legs stiffened as she spat out the plants and looked at the inventory. Okay, so she had chewed the one that 'yote had said would help her sleep. Maybe it gave a few punches first, and then, knocked you out? She pushed forward but literally couldn't breathe, gasping pathetically for air, and were she human she'd turn blue in the face.
She collapsed. Tiger fell to the side, just before the borders of the Plateau. Her body rest atop all the herbs she had brought. Tiger was still alive, but soon, her heart would stop. At this point there was nothing to be done. What the fuck was happening?
God, death was so sudden, so
Unwittingly, as a piece of some herb pressed to her mouth, Tiger coughed and pressed her tongue to the roof of her mouth, the pressure enough to cause some part of that plant to break. It had went down her gullet in one fell swoop, and Tiger continued on her way, tail waving, eyes a-glowing. All was well in the world. Her sister was going to have a baby, and Tiger would have a niece or nephew, and then, she'd really be Aunt Tiger. She could teach them cool life lessons like "don't eat your poop, there's parasites in that shit, literally, lol" and other cool stuff.
On her travels, she thought of all these cool plans. There were loads. Tiger thought of nicknames, too... but knew she'd think of a good animal one when she saw 'em. No, fuck, she thought of one. Tadpole!
Ugh, her stomach hurt. It flipped and she stopped mid-journey to experience the runs, a lot of them. This lasted a little less than an hour, but soon, she was feeling better.
Tiger thought fondly of the Caldera, and then, fondly of the Plateau. Maybe @Blue Willow had just been busy that day...? It happened! Tiger, the eternal optimist. Her heart hurt real bad at the thought that this might not be the case, that she was deliberately ignored...
Man, as a matter of fact, it really hurt. Hurt so much she could hardly breathe. Very, very near now was the Plateau. Tigers legs stiffened as she spat out the plants and looked at the inventory. Okay, so she had chewed the one that 'yote had said would help her sleep. Maybe it gave a few punches first, and then, knocked you out? She pushed forward but literally couldn't breathe, gasping pathetically for air, and were she human she'd turn blue in the face.
She collapsed. Tiger fell to the side, just before the borders of the Plateau. Her body rest atop all the herbs she had brought. Tiger was still alive, but soon, her heart would stop. At this point there was nothing to be done. What the fuck was happening?
God, death was so sudden, so
May 28, 2015, 11:24 AM
He had not expected to see her again. But there she was, a mouthful of herbs. He followed her, and watched her as she faltered. A sly smile creased his wicked face. He was afforded the chance to see his deception play out after all. He stole past her, pausing only briefly in front of her blank face. "Sleep tight," he whispered, and then he was gone again.
You would think that after the seemingly endless journey she'd been on to find the Prince, Nochtli would have stayed close to home-base. This was not the case at all, her wanderlust now a voluntary thing. She would leave the Ride for a few days, only to return and rest for a few more before picking another direction and walking. A few days ago, she had chose to travel South once more and angled that way, taking her time to explore and take note of things of interest. The dark wolf had already made mental reminders to bring Cita down this way, sure she'd enjoy the plants and herbs that Nochtli had discovered.
Hours later and there was the smell of water near by, clean and fresh. The lands here, despite their... uniqueness, were quite interesting. Beautiful too, but neither beauty nor interest were what caused the Amazon to quicken her pace. A pale figure lie on the ground ahead. Curious and... odd. Nochtli felt a cold touch run down her spine, her strides lengthening to let her run and close the gap between her and the other in short time. Maybe they were asleep. Maybe they were just resting. Maybe--
Her eyes darkened, pinching in concern as she slowed suddenly, head lowering to nose the wolf's shoulder. Even as she did so, Nochtli knew her actions were in vain, the smell of death just starting to linger. A frown took her expression as she looked around, looking for any others around on the off chance that they were looking for this one. But there was none. She had died alone, the cause unknown to the Scout though she wondered if it had anything to do with the plants scattered on the ground before her. Cita would know, but her companion was not here.
A deeper frown etched its way onto her face but Nochtli did not venture away from the female, instead taking time to dig into the earth. Her efforts did not cease until a grave had been dug, having zero intentions to leave her for Mictlantecuhtli's servants to discover. Already, they circled above, much to the dismay of the Amazon who increased her efforts to give the wolf a decent burial. Though Nocta had not known her, still the female would do what she could for her, even in death. Eventually, the earth was lain back over her and she stepped away, her own dark form dirt covered. Her work was not done, however.
"Tlaloc, protect this daughter as she passes into your realm..." The words were whispered as the woman turned away, following the girl's scent path to find her home and inform her presumed loved ones of their loss.
Hours later and there was the smell of water near by, clean and fresh. The lands here, despite their... uniqueness, were quite interesting. Beautiful too, but neither beauty nor interest were what caused the Amazon to quicken her pace. A pale figure lie on the ground ahead. Curious and... odd. Nochtli felt a cold touch run down her spine, her strides lengthening to let her run and close the gap between her and the other in short time. Maybe they were asleep. Maybe they were just resting. Maybe--
Her eyes darkened, pinching in concern as she slowed suddenly, head lowering to nose the wolf's shoulder. Even as she did so, Nochtli knew her actions were in vain, the smell of death just starting to linger. A frown took her expression as she looked around, looking for any others around on the off chance that they were looking for this one. But there was none. She had died alone, the cause unknown to the Scout though she wondered if it had anything to do with the plants scattered on the ground before her. Cita would know, but her companion was not here.
A deeper frown etched its way onto her face but Nochtli did not venture away from the female, instead taking time to dig into the earth. Her efforts did not cease until a grave had been dug, having zero intentions to leave her for Mictlantecuhtli's servants to discover. Already, they circled above, much to the dismay of the Amazon who increased her efforts to give the wolf a decent burial. Though Nocta had not known her, still the female would do what she could for her, even in death. Eventually, the earth was lain back over her and she stepped away, her own dark form dirt covered. Her work was not done, however.
"Tlaloc, protect this daughter as she passes into your realm..." The words were whispered as the woman turned away, following the girl's scent path to find her home and inform her presumed loved ones of their loss.
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