09-12-2018, 06:24 AM
[size=9pt]"You fucked yourself up irreparably."
Words of reassurance as Moon throws his make-shift bag -- which he still carries around with him, because he still cares about being a Cleric and fuck Bast for promoting him to General -- and tips it upside down so all its contents spill to the ground before him. It's his preferred method; his paws are too bag to root through the carrier and pick and choose what he wants. The lion turns to the dragon, the whole fucking dragon, and heaves a sigh when he sees what he's done to himself. "You pirate bastards get scared of the scurvy, or some shit? What the fuck is up with you all turning up at our border?" He says, unraveling bandages and attempting to hoist his shoulder under the wing to keep it from slumping and messing up the broken bones further, thanking Alex in passing. He mutters under his breath as he works, sounding scarily similar to a grumpy old man. "You're lucky I'm a good fucking Samaritan, Spyro. But there's only so much we can do out here. We're gonna' have to get you back to the Observatory, at least. Doubt you'll fit in the Cleric's hide."
/ rushed yikes
Words of reassurance as Moon throws his make-shift bag -- which he still carries around with him, because he still cares about being a Cleric and fuck Bast for promoting him to General -- and tips it upside down so all its contents spill to the ground before him. It's his preferred method; his paws are too bag to root through the carrier and pick and choose what he wants. The lion turns to the dragon, the whole fucking dragon, and heaves a sigh when he sees what he's done to himself. "You pirate bastards get scared of the scurvy, or some shit? What the fuck is up with you all turning up at our border?" He says, unraveling bandages and attempting to hoist his shoulder under the wing to keep it from slumping and messing up the broken bones further, thanking Alex in passing. He mutters under his breath as he works, sounding scarily similar to a grumpy old man. "You're lucky I'm a good fucking Samaritan, Spyro. But there's only so much we can do out here. We're gonna' have to get you back to the Observatory, at least. Doubt you'll fit in the Cleric's hide."
/ rushed yikes
[align=center][div style="width: 500px; height: auto; text-align: center; font-family: ; font-size: 9pt; color: COLOR; letter-spacing: -.5px;"][i][b]and die like a hero going home.[glow=black,2,300]