08-18-2019, 08:27 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]
The raid had been an... interesting experience, to say the least. Worm had felt an intense sense of satisfaction when he and Draekon – and many others – had attacked Jervis and even managed to injure him quite a bit, but it had been stressful as all hell. Draekon was exiled from the Pitt now, and was hiding out in the wild, and while they had gotten Sam and Beck back as they had intended, the lion wasn't sure he had seen Red since he had been forced to run out. He had managed to catch the tail end of Red becoming absolutely furious and setting ablaze, not only tossing Aine aside but also attacking the rather intimidating large dragon, but he hadn't seen what had happened afterwards. It made a new sense of worry settle in his chest, and his eyes darted around to look for the other male, scanning the small gathered crowd that Selby had called over, hoping he might see a flash of red to catch his eye. However, he didn't, and a heavy sigh left him, and he hoped desperately that it was just a case of Red being especially busy after the battle, perhaps helping to take care of Beck, or Sam.
When it came to himself, Worm wasn't exactly overly worried. He had gotten quite fucked up by Jervis attacking him back after he and Draekon had ganged up on him, but he still hadn't gotten off as bad as some of them, at least in his opinion. He had several large open gashes in his back left thigh that were clumsily patched up and bandaged over in a rush, but he was still limping quite a bit as he made his way over, his steps slow and very deliberate so that he didn't have to move more than necessary. As he settled into the group, he said in a soft and hoarse voice as he spread his injured leg out to the side, wincing as he felt some blood still soaking the bandages weakly wrapped around his injury. He mumbled softly as he took a deep breath, the air leaving him in a bit of a pained wheeze more than anything, [glow=#165042,1,400]"I've got a leg injury and a few little cuts, but... I'm alright, y'know? Other people can be deal with before me, Selb."[/glow] Perhaps it was a bit bad for him to be so self sacrificial at the moment, but he felt a great deal of guilt for not being able to do more to help with the rescue, and everything with Draekon was still weighing heavily on him, even though most didn't even know what had happened, since most in the battle hadn't been able to hear him, and the others hadn't even been there.
( worm has four large claw wounds on his back left leg that are pretty deep and sloppily wrapped in bandages. he also has a few smaller and more shallow scratches all around his back half, and a bite wound right on the back of his spine. )
When it came to himself, Worm wasn't exactly overly worried. He had gotten quite fucked up by Jervis attacking him back after he and Draekon had ganged up on him, but he still hadn't gotten off as bad as some of them, at least in his opinion. He had several large open gashes in his back left thigh that were clumsily patched up and bandaged over in a rush, but he was still limping quite a bit as he made his way over, his steps slow and very deliberate so that he didn't have to move more than necessary. As he settled into the group, he said in a soft and hoarse voice as he spread his injured leg out to the side, wincing as he felt some blood still soaking the bandages weakly wrapped around his injury. He mumbled softly as he took a deep breath, the air leaving him in a bit of a pained wheeze more than anything, [glow=#165042,1,400]"I've got a leg injury and a few little cuts, but... I'm alright, y'know? Other people can be deal with before me, Selb."[/glow] Perhaps it was a bit bad for him to be so self sacrificial at the moment, but he felt a great deal of guilt for not being able to do more to help with the rescue, and everything with Draekon was still weighing heavily on him, even though most didn't even know what had happened, since most in the battle hadn't been able to hear him, and the others hadn't even been there.
( worm has four large claw wounds on his back left leg that are pretty deep and sloppily wrapped in bandages. he also has a few smaller and more shallow scratches all around his back half, and a bite wound right on the back of his spine. )
— Reggan