06-21-2022, 09:37 PM
[size=18pt]The moon will sing a song for me -
I loved you like the sun
I loved you like the sun
Eon would shake the rest of the debris from his pelt, sparks of stardust flying off him with the dirt. Once he opened his eyes, he noticed an ethereal-looking tiger walking toward him. Had she seen the incident?
“Uh” Eon would stutter, a bit embarrassed by the situation. He didn’t want to admit there was something wrong, then again, if he didn’t get his wing fixed he could remain flightless for who knew how long.
“My wing” he’d reply, completely disregarding the first question the tiger had asked him, instead he’d jump right to the second. “Do you know someone that could help?” he’d continue, unaware he was already speaking to a medic. He'd follow with a huff of annoyance, not at the tiger, but at himself. How could he let this happen? It was just a simple trick he had done a hundred times... Why would his wing give out on him like this now?
“Uh” Eon would stutter, a bit embarrassed by the situation. He didn’t want to admit there was something wrong, then again, if he didn’t get his wing fixed he could remain flightless for who knew how long.
“My wing” he’d reply, completely disregarding the first question the tiger had asked him, instead he’d jump right to the second. “Do you know someone that could help?” he’d continue, unaware he was already speaking to a medic. He'd follow with a huff of annoyance, not at the tiger, but at himself. How could he let this happen? It was just a simple trick he had done a hundred times... Why would his wing give out on him like this now?
(Eon) | Fox | Male | Fallen Angel
Here in a sanctum long abandoned, Unto the tinder falls a spark
I have a holy call to answer, To be an angel of the dark
- Will always go by Eon, his full angelic name is kept a secret.
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