09-13-2019, 05:08 PM
It now seemed as though Wormwood wasn't the only undead looking member of Tanglewood anymore. Well, he hadn't been the only one for a little while in the first place, since Mirrorimage was at least half rotted away, but somehow the hellhound thought that the state that Mikolaj was in was worse than both he and Image. At least he and Image could be considered properly undead, still living while looking only a bit rotted. They were most definitely dead, but at least their injuries were vague enough that it wasn't too unappealing to look at. With Mikolaj now though... he looked utterly wrecked. He looked as if he were dead inside and out, and when Worm emerged from his house and saw the other canine sitting in the middle of camp looking the complete opposite of the hostile but healthy form that Worm was used to the vampire having. Sure, he had never been particularly close to Miko, but Moth definitely liked him, and he was still a valuable member of the clan, so when Wormwood saw him, he immediately made a beeline towards the other. He wasn't about to go shouting for Selby just yet, since he knew the medic already had a massive amount of work on his shoulders, and Mikolaj seemed ultimately unconcerned with his own present state, but Worm was ready to make the decision to call for a medic at a moment's notice.
Worm had been vaguely concerned about Mikolaj ever since he had presumably disappeared off the face of the earth, but the chaser had assumed that Miko had disappeared down into the bunkers and was just familiarizing himself with his new home. He had gotten half of it right – the part about Mikolaj being within the bunker – but the other certainly hadn't been familiarizing himself with the place if his appearance was anything to go on, unless the bunker was full of cannibalistic rats. He had also assumed that if something was really wrong with Mikolaj, then Red would've said something, but he supposed that was a pretty big assumption for him to make. After all, Red had been gone for a while, and even after his return he had pretty much only been confined to his one room in the bunker. He probably hadn't had a lot of time to go and check on his roommate to make sure that he hadn't gone into a lethargy state where his plant ended up eating him. Worm felt a little bit guilty that he hadn't put more effort forth into searching for Mikolaj, but Red had honestly been his top priority for a while, and Miko also sort of had a habit of freaking him out thanks to his vampiric tendencies.
Settling back on his haunches in front of the other rotting canine, Wormwood bit down on his tongue in thought for a moment before he finally spoke in a raspy voice, a frown on his muzzle, "Mikolaj... what happened? Where have you been? None of us were sure where you had disappeared off to. We thought maybe the Pitt had taken you, or you were hiding off somewhere after what happened with Perseus... do you need me to get Selby for you? You... you don't look healthy." The male was pretty sure that Mikolaj already knew that he didn't look too healthy right now, given the way that he had awkwardly half limped and half dragged his way into camp, but Worm really needed to hear it from Mikolaj's lips that he needed help. His thoughts then traveled to Moth for a moment, and he glanced around anxiously for any sign of the injured large feline. She would probably be distraught at seeing her friend like this, and Worm was not looking forward to it, especially so soon after the attack by Trojan.
Worm had been vaguely concerned about Mikolaj ever since he had presumably disappeared off the face of the earth, but the chaser had assumed that Miko had disappeared down into the bunkers and was just familiarizing himself with his new home. He had gotten half of it right – the part about Mikolaj being within the bunker – but the other certainly hadn't been familiarizing himself with the place if his appearance was anything to go on, unless the bunker was full of cannibalistic rats. He had also assumed that if something was really wrong with Mikolaj, then Red would've said something, but he supposed that was a pretty big assumption for him to make. After all, Red had been gone for a while, and even after his return he had pretty much only been confined to his one room in the bunker. He probably hadn't had a lot of time to go and check on his roommate to make sure that he hadn't gone into a lethargy state where his plant ended up eating him. Worm felt a little bit guilty that he hadn't put more effort forth into searching for Mikolaj, but Red had honestly been his top priority for a while, and Miko also sort of had a habit of freaking him out thanks to his vampiric tendencies.
Settling back on his haunches in front of the other rotting canine, Wormwood bit down on his tongue in thought for a moment before he finally spoke in a raspy voice, a frown on his muzzle, "Mikolaj... what happened? Where have you been? None of us were sure where you had disappeared off to. We thought maybe the Pitt had taken you, or you were hiding off somewhere after what happened with Perseus... do you need me to get Selby for you? You... you don't look healthy." The male was pretty sure that Mikolaj already knew that he didn't look too healthy right now, given the way that he had awkwardly half limped and half dragged his way into camp, but Worm really needed to hear it from Mikolaj's lips that he needed help. His thoughts then traveled to Moth for a moment, and he glanced around anxiously for any sign of the injured large feline. She would probably be distraught at seeing her friend like this, and Worm was not looking forward to it, especially so soon after the attack by Trojan.
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