08-16-2019, 04:19 PM
[glow=#000,1,400]MY MAMA SAID THAT I'M NOT LIVING RIGHT. YOU RAISED A LION, MAMA, I AIN'T LYING, MAMA — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]
Wormwood didn't know much about Ament. Truth be told, it didn't seem like anybody in Tanglewood really knew where the hell Ament had come from, but now he just existed within the boundaries of the swamp, a constant shadowy presence that only appears occasionally, and seems incredibly ready to just attack as soon as there's an opportunity. He also reminds Worm just a but of Vathmos, but even Vathmos is able to exist without being violent or feral from moment to moment. Hell, even Draekon could manage that, and honestly how Ament acted sort of scared the lion. Not only was Ament a strange and unfamiliar creature to Worm, but he also seemed so strong and primal, and the lion had no interest in trying to fight some strange proto dragon dinosaur creature that could dig ultra sharp teeth into his throat like Ament had done formerly with Delilah's wing. He could admit that Delilah certainly wasn't in her right mind at the time, but that certainly didn't mean that Ament could just go and dig his jaws into his clanmates, and even if Delilah wasn't hurt, it certainly wasn't appreciated.
Needless to say, Wormwood never really had a thought to go intentionally looking around for Ament, since he wasn't particularly interested in a fight against some easily irritated little dinosaur, but this time he had stumbled upon Ament instead of looking for the creature. He had heard the yowl that had been torn forth from Ament in agony, and his head had whipped around so fast that it had almost hurt his neck from his stark and sudden worry. Thankfully Ament wasn't too far away from where he had been hunting, so he was able to rush over quickly, pausing when he saw Ament doing nothing but sitting there, blood dripping from his jaws and smeared across his multicolored feathers, his mouth slowly closing from the scream of frustration and sadness that he left him. Taking a few steady steps forward, Worm flicked his tail from side to side cautiously as he rumbled softly at Ament, his eyes focused on the bright red blood covering the other, [glow=#165042,1,400]"Hey, you... your... your name is something weird, isn't it...? Ament? Are you okay? I heard your screeching, so I came quickly... what did you do to yourself?"[/glow] He wished he could've easily figured out what was the matter, but Worm had never had to worry about feather mites – at least not now – and he certainly didn't have any experience with how to deal with him. Needless to say, they needed Selby or Delilah for at least the wound that Ament had inflicted upon himself, but Worm was sure that the strange shrieking yowl had probably alerted at least one of them to something being wrong.
Needless to say, Wormwood never really had a thought to go intentionally looking around for Ament, since he wasn't particularly interested in a fight against some easily irritated little dinosaur, but this time he had stumbled upon Ament instead of looking for the creature. He had heard the yowl that had been torn forth from Ament in agony, and his head had whipped around so fast that it had almost hurt his neck from his stark and sudden worry. Thankfully Ament wasn't too far away from where he had been hunting, so he was able to rush over quickly, pausing when he saw Ament doing nothing but sitting there, blood dripping from his jaws and smeared across his multicolored feathers, his mouth slowly closing from the scream of frustration and sadness that he left him. Taking a few steady steps forward, Worm flicked his tail from side to side cautiously as he rumbled softly at Ament, his eyes focused on the bright red blood covering the other, [glow=#165042,1,400]"Hey, you... your... your name is something weird, isn't it...? Ament? Are you okay? I heard your screeching, so I came quickly... what did you do to yourself?"[/glow] He wished he could've easily figured out what was the matter, but Worm had never had to worry about feather mites – at least not now – and he certainly didn't have any experience with how to deal with him. Needless to say, they needed Selby or Delilah for at least the wound that Ament had inflicted upon himself, but Worm was sure that the strange shrieking yowl had probably alerted at least one of them to something being wrong.
— Reggan