09-17-2019, 09:01 PM
Although Wormwood had not been in Tanglewood for nearly as long as Leroy, or god forbid Beck, he had definitely seen the effects of whatever devastating event had hit their territory many years ago. After all, he had his own mutated wings on his lion body, limbs that he was sure wouldn't have grown against his shoulder blades unless the influence of the radiation had played a part. Still, that didn't mean that he was intimately aware of the ins and outside of whatever had caused that massive crater that most were warned away from. He knew what radiation could possibly cause. After all, the Proxy in front of him was an example of the negative effects that radiation could have on the many animals living within Tanglewood. Of course, that wasn't to say that the radiation was the sole reason, but Worm couldn't have imagined that it helped in any way. So, when Leroy approached and began to speak, Wormwood decided that he was fine with trusting the Proxy's judgement on this one. Occasionally he questioned some of Leroy's instructions, but in general he trusted the other canine, and he felt like in this case, Leroy knew what he was talking about.
Slowly pushing himself up into a sitting position, the hellhound glared down at the rotted squirrel before shaking his head, barking out an explanation to the Proxy, as well as the newly arrived Delilah, "Trust me, I wasn't going to eat this thing. Contrary to how I may look now, I'm not really a huge fan of eating things that look all zombified... I just wanted to make sure that this was an isolated incident. I mean, I know Tanglewood territory has it's fair share of radiation, but I've still never seen anything like this before." He prodded some more at the squirrel, as if he was somewhat "dissecting" it, but much more sloppily. When more of the unpleasant stench of death reached him, he gagged and shook his head, his ears pinning back as he moved to spear the squirrel and toss it away and out of town, grumbling as he shool his head, "Smells damn awful though... I'm glad that I'm the one who came across it, since I wouldn't want some younger member bringing it back and deciding that it was good enough to eat... not that I think they really would, since it's not like we raise idiots around here." He smiled slightly at the thought of the younger members, such as Roy and Torren, knowing fully well that good kids like them wouldn't just decide to eat something all rotted looking... at least Roy wouldn't now. He might've when he had first arrived, and had seemed much more feral.
His attention was pulled away from feeling proud of the children of Tanglewood, however, by what Delilah had previously said. Some sicko had been doing that to prey? He glanced off in the direction of where he had thrown the squirrel, and his tail lashed from side to side as he barked, shaking his head, "I really hope that Leroy is right, and it's just some mutation that made it look like that. I don't wanna know what some sick asshole did to a squirrel to make it like that, if it was intentional. Plus if somebody did that intentionally, it would mean that they could make more of our food supply all rotted. Even if that looked fine on the inside, I still don't wanna eat it." He didn't like the thought of some unknown factor going around the territory experimenting on their prey, and while that squirrel had looked like any piece of prey on the inside, he really didn't like the thought of closing his eyes and trying to power through that, especially considering the smell.
Slowly pushing himself up into a sitting position, the hellhound glared down at the rotted squirrel before shaking his head, barking out an explanation to the Proxy, as well as the newly arrived Delilah, "Trust me, I wasn't going to eat this thing. Contrary to how I may look now, I'm not really a huge fan of eating things that look all zombified... I just wanted to make sure that this was an isolated incident. I mean, I know Tanglewood territory has it's fair share of radiation, but I've still never seen anything like this before." He prodded some more at the squirrel, as if he was somewhat "dissecting" it, but much more sloppily. When more of the unpleasant stench of death reached him, he gagged and shook his head, his ears pinning back as he moved to spear the squirrel and toss it away and out of town, grumbling as he shool his head, "Smells damn awful though... I'm glad that I'm the one who came across it, since I wouldn't want some younger member bringing it back and deciding that it was good enough to eat... not that I think they really would, since it's not like we raise idiots around here." He smiled slightly at the thought of the younger members, such as Roy and Torren, knowing fully well that good kids like them wouldn't just decide to eat something all rotted looking... at least Roy wouldn't now. He might've when he had first arrived, and had seemed much more feral.
His attention was pulled away from feeling proud of the children of Tanglewood, however, by what Delilah had previously said. Some sicko had been doing that to prey? He glanced off in the direction of where he had thrown the squirrel, and his tail lashed from side to side as he barked, shaking his head, "I really hope that Leroy is right, and it's just some mutation that made it look like that. I don't wanna know what some sick asshole did to a squirrel to make it like that, if it was intentional. Plus if somebody did that intentionally, it would mean that they could make more of our food supply all rotted. Even if that looked fine on the inside, I still don't wanna eat it." He didn't like the thought of some unknown factor going around the territory experimenting on their prey, and while that squirrel had looked like any piece of prey on the inside, he really didn't like the thought of closing his eyes and trying to power through that, especially considering the smell.
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— Reggan