07-21-2018, 10:32 PM
(This post was last modified: 07-21-2018, 10:33 PM by MAGPIERISE..)
[align=center][div style="width: 50%; text-align: justify; font-size: 10pt; letter-spacing: 0px;"]Wanderer, worried and waiting for the drum beat of her heart to wash away. Her breath comes in broken bursts, ragged and pained as she feels the sticky warmth of blood clump in her fur. The traveler delicately keeps her front right paw tucked beneath the mess of fur on her chest. She struggles to keep herself from tumbling over, a slow growing pool forming beneath her as she not so graciously hobbles along and into the unfamiliar territory.
She doesn't wait at the edge for someone to come to her, she needs to sit and rest somewhere safe, she needs to wait for her brothers to catch up. If she got too far ahead they wouldn't be able to find her again. At that thought, her heart drops just slightly, ears pressing against her head a little. She didn't want to get separated from them, she couldn't. Besides, she wanted to brag about being the first to kick the rogue's ass and the last to tap out of the fight.
Magpierise doesn't seem all that concerned with the larger tears in her right shoulder from a bigger canine's teeth ripping into her and shaking her around like she were a ragdoll, merely holding the injured leg off the ground and continuing in her.. quest. Her breathing takes on a lighter tone, flighty, shaky, her vision blurring just a little as she finally sits down somewhere in the midst of The Ascendants' territory, stretching out her injured leg and wincing as she attempts to look over her wounds.
She laughs just a little, an airy, bubbly sound despite the blood loss. "If Loon were here-- I bet I'll get some scars from this." Magpie grins a little, glancing back from where she came, pressing her ears forward to try and listen for any sounds of her brothers trailing behind her. "This is why dad liked me most- didn't lollygag behind." She mutters to herself, snorting and rolling her eyes.
Pipit would be here soon and he'd deal with her wounds like he always did, fretting over his bigger and more mischevious twin siblings, and their eldest brother that tried his hardest to keep the twins in line. Obviously, things didn't always turn out the way he wanted, as seen by the black and white feline's wounds.
[ note: no one else is gonna be posting/joining magpie. i'm bouta get SLAMMED by work but i needed to post this smh ]
She doesn't wait at the edge for someone to come to her, she needs to sit and rest somewhere safe, she needs to wait for her brothers to catch up. If she got too far ahead they wouldn't be able to find her again. At that thought, her heart drops just slightly, ears pressing against her head a little. She didn't want to get separated from them, she couldn't. Besides, she wanted to brag about being the first to kick the rogue's ass and the last to tap out of the fight.
Magpierise doesn't seem all that concerned with the larger tears in her right shoulder from a bigger canine's teeth ripping into her and shaking her around like she were a ragdoll, merely holding the injured leg off the ground and continuing in her.. quest. Her breathing takes on a lighter tone, flighty, shaky, her vision blurring just a little as she finally sits down somewhere in the midst of The Ascendants' territory, stretching out her injured leg and wincing as she attempts to look over her wounds.
She laughs just a little, an airy, bubbly sound despite the blood loss. "If Loon were here-- I bet I'll get some scars from this." Magpie grins a little, glancing back from where she came, pressing her ears forward to try and listen for any sounds of her brothers trailing behind her. "This is why dad liked me most- didn't lollygag behind." She mutters to herself, snorting and rolling her eyes.
Pipit would be here soon and he'd deal with her wounds like he always did, fretting over his bigger and more mischevious twin siblings, and their eldest brother that tried his hardest to keep the twins in line. Obviously, things didn't always turn out the way he wanted, as seen by the black and white feline's wounds.
[ note: no one else is gonna be posting/joining magpie. i'm bouta get SLAMMED by work but i needed to post this smh ]
[align=center][color=black][font=georgia][size=12pt][b]WHOEVER TOLD YOU THAT LIFE WOULD BE EASY.
I PROMISE THAT PERSON WAS LYIN' TO YOU.
I PROMISE THAT PERSON WAS LYIN' TO YOU.