08-08-2019, 10:13 PM
[glow=#000,1,400]BUT NOW I UNDERSTAND YOU, AND I WILL NOT BE PART OF YOUR DESIGNS — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]
The only thing that Wormwood had the habit of collecting these days was books. Well, books and jewelry. He liked the shiny glints of jewelry that he could hang over himself or his furniture, and Draekon liked it as well, which made it so that Worm wanted to collect even more to impress his faraway boyfriend. Still, because of the nature of the things that he had a tendency to collect, they weren't things that he could just go exploring the territory for. He had to go on long walks outside of the territory, or wait for a traveling merchant to get any new jewelry, or any books that weren't inside the walls of the library. Because of this, his walks around the swamp were usually either for the exercise, hunting, or just because he was feeling restless. In this case it had been because he needed to stretch out his injured back legs to get used to the feeling of walking long distances again before he could visit Draekon. The leg Vathmos had bitten was finally beginning to heal, but it still ached frequently, and it wasn't getting any better just laying around his house doing nothing.
However, his pleasant walk around the territory had been interrupted when the cries of a familiar voice reached his ears – Moth. He'd interacted with her once or twice, and they didn't know each other super well, but that didn't mean he wasn't immediately struck with a cold wave of fear upon hearing her call for help. He quickly began to bound towards where the hoarse cries were coming from, his legs burning from the new effort being placed on them, especially being pulled from the sucking murk of the swamp si quickly, but it didn't matter, because he needed to find Mother, and fast. They couldn't have another group member going missing because of the Pitt, or another person struck sick by some weird plant, or worse... have someone die, like Arrow had.
He quickly shook his head to shake off these worrisome thoughts, before eventually reaching where Moth was. His eyes widened when he saw her dangling from the trees, and he stared in surprise and wonder for a moment before snapping out of it. Pulling himself up onto a nearby log, he rumbled comfortingly to the girl as he slowly began to climb his way up, trying to slink carefully toward where the rope was tied so that he could cut her down, [glow=#793B29,1,400]"Don't worry, Moth! Don't panic, I've got you, I'll cut you down with my claws, okay?"[/glow] It then occured to him, with a start, that she would probably be injured if she just plummeted down from where she was hanging. Cursing, he clung onto the branch he was stepping across as he roared loudly, trying to catch the attention of someone nearby that could catch Worm safely on top of them. He then mumbled softly to Moth, trying to keep the same reassuring voice he had been putting on before, [glow=#793B29,1,400]"I just need somebody here who can catch you... then you'll be fine, okay? Deep breaths... we really don't need you passing out up here."[/glow]
However, his pleasant walk around the territory had been interrupted when the cries of a familiar voice reached his ears – Moth. He'd interacted with her once or twice, and they didn't know each other super well, but that didn't mean he wasn't immediately struck with a cold wave of fear upon hearing her call for help. He quickly began to bound towards where the hoarse cries were coming from, his legs burning from the new effort being placed on them, especially being pulled from the sucking murk of the swamp si quickly, but it didn't matter, because he needed to find Mother, and fast. They couldn't have another group member going missing because of the Pitt, or another person struck sick by some weird plant, or worse... have someone die, like Arrow had.
He quickly shook his head to shake off these worrisome thoughts, before eventually reaching where Moth was. His eyes widened when he saw her dangling from the trees, and he stared in surprise and wonder for a moment before snapping out of it. Pulling himself up onto a nearby log, he rumbled comfortingly to the girl as he slowly began to climb his way up, trying to slink carefully toward where the rope was tied so that he could cut her down, [glow=#793B29,1,400]"Don't worry, Moth! Don't panic, I've got you, I'll cut you down with my claws, okay?"[/glow] It then occured to him, with a start, that she would probably be injured if she just plummeted down from where she was hanging. Cursing, he clung onto the branch he was stepping across as he roared loudly, trying to catch the attention of someone nearby that could catch Worm safely on top of them. He then mumbled softly to Moth, trying to keep the same reassuring voice he had been putting on before, [glow=#793B29,1,400]"I just need somebody here who can catch you... then you'll be fine, okay? Deep breaths... we really don't need you passing out up here."[/glow]
— Reggan