10-18-2018, 11:15 PM
Whatever had happened that night, whatever that thing had been that had attacked her and even possibly someone else had left the leader in a bad state. She hadn't been scene for a couple of days and her absence around the village was noticeably felt. Usually she was everywhere, moving from one place to another and making sure to keep up in her own works as well as greeting everyone with a warm smile. At least before all the problems had happened she had been and though even down the hellhound had managed to keep a smile on her face. To warm the hearts of others and push through issues that were piling more and more on her shoulders. There had been an ever encroaching force of ghost and ghouls that was plaguing their town much like Tanglewood and Snowbound. She didn't know how bad the damages had been or even if anyone had been attacked by any of the ghost that they might have encountered. There had just been so many and it seemed they had decided that it was her turn to face one. Though it hadn't been just any ghost that had come to face her, not a loved one that had been lost other. But an almost demonic entity that was hellbent on causing as much pain and suffering as it could. It had no feeling, no ability to care but to force it's own misery and anguish upon others.
The only thing that she could remember of the encounter was feeling so numb and cold, the hollow feeling as if something was trying to carve her out and leave an empty shell. Now the hellhound laid in her room alone at her home, having stayed their for a couple of days. Unable to move, unable to breathe. Chest heaving and wheezes leaving her throat. Her bed was stained with that black ooze that dripped from her nostrils and ears, her mouth and tongue coated in the stuff. She had never felt so bad, so tired and out of it that she couldn't function properly. It felt as if her diaphragm didn't want to move to pull air into her body and a shiver passed sharply through her frame, causing muscles to tense up too tight and a whine to pull from her throat. Blurry eyes opened and she didn't much see the room, darkness encircling her vision and she just closed them once again. There were a mess of tissues that laid upon the floor all stained with that black fluid and her paw hung off the bed, claws curled in the mock appearance of a clenched fist. Indeed she was very much in a bad place right now. The sickness tearing through her body.
"SPEECH"
The only thing that she could remember of the encounter was feeling so numb and cold, the hollow feeling as if something was trying to carve her out and leave an empty shell. Now the hellhound laid in her room alone at her home, having stayed their for a couple of days. Unable to move, unable to breathe. Chest heaving and wheezes leaving her throat. Her bed was stained with that black ooze that dripped from her nostrils and ears, her mouth and tongue coated in the stuff. She had never felt so bad, so tired and out of it that she couldn't function properly. It felt as if her diaphragm didn't want to move to pull air into her body and a shiver passed sharply through her frame, causing muscles to tense up too tight and a whine to pull from her throat. Blurry eyes opened and she didn't much see the room, darkness encircling her vision and she just closed them once again. There were a mess of tissues that laid upon the floor all stained with that black fluid and her paw hung off the bed, claws curled in the mock appearance of a clenched fist. Indeed she was very much in a bad place right now. The sickness tearing through her body.
"SPEECH"
♡marina monroe - helion - sunhaven♡