doubt comes in || waking up

[Plexus]

PLEXUS

✯ — You're not a monster, just a human

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Plexus Kingsford was ever vigilant of his friend's condition since he replaced bandages and medicine so often. Eventual stitches had been put in once the bleeding had finally slowed to a trickle, but hardly noticeable between the Kingpin's large mane. The domestic feline had spent many a night carefully caring for the lion, him and Byriath taking turns by his side alongside those close to the leader. His fears slowly ate at him as he sat and sat and sat, he waited and waited and waited, he prayed and prayed and prayed. His only prayer was that Romulus Malus lived. When Plexus would watch Romulus, he'd pull out some of the books the lion had lent him. He would read carefully, an eye ever present on his patient. The books borrowed were sad they could not be read aloud, and the Guru could not reliably talk about his thoughts on the books in question. His vocal cords were unable to speak for long anymore how could he speak when his friend was in front of him fighting to survive?.

The books piled beside the feline as he sat, waited, and prayed. His thoughts more often turned towards his uncle, his mentor, as he hoped to any god listening that he did something right. Suddenly, he heard the lion's one of his best friends slightest movements. Watching Byriath and Rom, he had tears in his green eyes as he watched. A sob building in his throat as he was right.

Romulus Malus lives.

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✯ — HE/HIM. GURU OF COTC. REF. BIO. — ✯

#psy.