09-04-2018, 10:27 PM
MONROE
MALE — SUNHAVEN — SUNBEARER — HARD
He was trying to get out more, make sure that he could at least see what his group mates were doing from time to time. But having the energy to actively move and socialize was harder than it seemed. Every inch of his body hurt from what that Pitt member had done to him. Thick laceration like wounds that were open to the world all over his skin but none of them were even or clean. They were more like splits in his skin and they were nearly everywhere from where his skin had dried out after spending days and days in the desert heat without an ounce of water to help him. Being buried in the sand and left out there to starve and die of dehydration had been the mutants hell and when he had been thrown in the frozen lake after the fact it was like his body couldn't take it anymore. His heart had stopped and he had been tossed back home like mere trash to be cleaned up after. Even now he was bitter of what had happened as he slowly walked, blood flaking at the seams of the cracks along his body, flesh visible and leaking clear fluid. His eyes were barely watching where he was going, that was until he smelled the scent of the ascendants. Wasn't that the group that Mama and Ja'sunna were ambassadors of?
He breathed out a pained sigh as he turned his head to look in that direction, body slowly following as he began the trek in that direction. Once he was there he glanced at the creatures, not truly seeing them at all. He knew they were there but he felt muddle and dulled as he walked forward, finned tail shifting along the ground. This was the first visit he could recall from the other group and thus he dipped his head in greeting before settling his body against the ground, pain flaring through his expression for just a mere moment. "How can I help ya?" No introduction, no friendly vibes from the Goldenblood. He just didn't have the energy for it.
He breathed out a pained sigh as he turned his head to look in that direction, body slowly following as he began the trek in that direction. Once he was there he glanced at the creatures, not truly seeing them at all. He knew they were there but he felt muddle and dulled as he walked forward, finned tail shifting along the ground. This was the first visit he could recall from the other group and thus he dipped his head in greeting before settling his body against the ground, pain flaring through his expression for just a mere moment. "How can I help ya?" No introduction, no friendly vibes from the Goldenblood. He just didn't have the energy for it.