09-08-2018, 06:54 PM
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Delilah had her round of drunken fits, although she didn't remember it too well. All she remembered was waking up with Renegadeanthem beside her. However, they had not.. Slept, slept together. Thank the gods, she was still eager to stay pure (kinda) for her special someone.
Nevermind that, Delilah had been on a walk around the territory when she had heard loud crashes, obnoxious noises, causing her to speed up in pace. What was happening? Did someone knock over something?
Come to find, it was a little bit of both of her own experience with drinking and stuff being knocked over. Delilah's soft voice rang out at the front door of Leroy's home softly as she called out to him, announcing her presence. "'Leroy? Are you okay, dear?" Delilah meowed out, shouldering the door open and limping inside. Leroy had taken her leg, but she didn't blame him for it. She had no choice. Without him taking her leg, she would have died. That's all there was to it.
The sight she saw wasn't one that she exactly.. Enjoyed. Jesus, she could smell the reek of alcohol coming from him, and just the scent sent flashbacks of her own drunken stupor through her brain, sending shivers down her spine. Nope, never again.
"Leroy, did you drink yourself into wonderland?" Delilah asked softly, approaching the much larger wolf with caution. He was holding something in his paws, muttering under his breath. Ah, she probably needed to give him something for his liver.. He'd have one hell of a hang over when he was sober..
Delilah reached into her satchel, digging around in the worn out bag to find the small amount of Milk Thistle pulp. The herb was hard to find, but thanks to the Ascendants, she had obtained it through a trade with their members. She popped the cap off of the vial, telekinesis holding it up in midair as she got a bit closer. "Can.. Can you drink this for me? It'll help to make sure your liver doesn't get bad from the alcohol.."
TANGLEWOOD — MEDIC — FEMME — TAGSNevermind that, Delilah had been on a walk around the territory when she had heard loud crashes, obnoxious noises, causing her to speed up in pace. What was happening? Did someone knock over something?
Come to find, it was a little bit of both of her own experience with drinking and stuff being knocked over. Delilah's soft voice rang out at the front door of Leroy's home softly as she called out to him, announcing her presence. "'Leroy? Are you okay, dear?" Delilah meowed out, shouldering the door open and limping inside. Leroy had taken her leg, but she didn't blame him for it. She had no choice. Without him taking her leg, she would have died. That's all there was to it.
The sight she saw wasn't one that she exactly.. Enjoyed. Jesus, she could smell the reek of alcohol coming from him, and just the scent sent flashbacks of her own drunken stupor through her brain, sending shivers down her spine. Nope, never again.
"Leroy, did you drink yourself into wonderland?" Delilah asked softly, approaching the much larger wolf with caution. He was holding something in his paws, muttering under his breath. Ah, she probably needed to give him something for his liver.. He'd have one hell of a hang over when he was sober..
Delilah reached into her satchel, digging around in the worn out bag to find the small amount of Milk Thistle pulp. The herb was hard to find, but thanks to the Ascendants, she had obtained it through a trade with their members. She popped the cap off of the vial, telekinesis holding it up in midair as she got a bit closer. "Can.. Can you drink this for me? It'll help to make sure your liver doesn't get bad from the alcohol.."
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