10-23-2019, 05:32 PM
Once engulfed in darkness, Jervis came to. A weary eye opened slowly, taking in the world as per usual. The small light coming from hole in the ceiling signaled: 'Morning,' he thought to himself. Rolling onto his right side, Jervis yawned. His paw reached out forwards as he did so. Fiery fur surprisingly dipped into a damp unknown substance, causing him to retaliate backwards. Blurred eyesight was now focused on a crimson stained floor before him.
In the midst of the blood pool, laid the remains of his scabbing. It's crisp embodiment laid afloat on top. Once a healed burn, the right side was now a reopened fresh wound for all to see. Jervis reeled in disgust. Vehement gagging rang from inside the hollowed leaders temple. Not long later, the leader emptied his insides and backed up against a cobblestone wall. Crocodile tears streamed down his face as he disgracefully heaved.
The overwhelming thought of what the hell happened filled his mind. Did someone come in to sabotage his appearance and ego? Had God punished him? Was his long-forgotten sister the perpetrator? Emotions threw him in a unforgiving rage-filled loop. Something had to happen. What though? If he couldn't blame someone now, then the main source of the original problem would be blamed. After all, Jervis held no patience. Punishment was always swift.
Tracing back his steps, the fox found himself months back. Now if it wasn't for that damned Crow. If he hadn't thrown Jervis into the fire, then this would of never happened. Looking into rivers or staring into mirrors would no longer be a problem for the egotistical vulpine. Instead, he would of retained his gorgeous features.
Not once did he address that perhaps HE could be the problem. Little did the ardent know, his claws had subconsciously ripped at his face during the night and removed the remaining scar tissue from his face. It didn't help that during the night he was rubbing his face against the stone floor, causing it to rip further. Was Jervis ever going to take the blame for his problems though? No. Of course not.
Squirming furiously and shaken to the bone, Jervis remained with his back to the wall in shock.
//yes you can walk in and see him grow emotional... i plan for him to grow cool/going into a rage amongst being found. if you're down for being swiped at/attacked in retaliation, please let me know!
/ for deceit prompt in October CDC
In the midst of the blood pool, laid the remains of his scabbing. It's crisp embodiment laid afloat on top. Once a healed burn, the right side was now a reopened fresh wound for all to see. Jervis reeled in disgust. Vehement gagging rang from inside the hollowed leaders temple. Not long later, the leader emptied his insides and backed up against a cobblestone wall. Crocodile tears streamed down his face as he disgracefully heaved.
The overwhelming thought of what the hell happened filled his mind. Did someone come in to sabotage his appearance and ego? Had God punished him? Was his long-forgotten sister the perpetrator? Emotions threw him in a unforgiving rage-filled loop. Something had to happen. What though? If he couldn't blame someone now, then the main source of the original problem would be blamed. After all, Jervis held no patience. Punishment was always swift.
Tracing back his steps, the fox found himself months back. Now if it wasn't for that damned Crow. If he hadn't thrown Jervis into the fire, then this would of never happened. Looking into rivers or staring into mirrors would no longer be a problem for the egotistical vulpine. Instead, he would of retained his gorgeous features.
Not once did he address that perhaps HE could be the problem. Little did the ardent know, his claws had subconsciously ripped at his face during the night and removed the remaining scar tissue from his face. It didn't help that during the night he was rubbing his face against the stone floor, causing it to rip further. Was Jervis ever going to take the blame for his problems though? No. Of course not.
Squirming furiously and shaken to the bone, Jervis remained with his back to the wall in shock.
//yes you can walk in and see him grow emotional... i plan for him to grow cool/going into a rage amongst being found. if you're down for being swiped at/attacked in retaliation, please let me know!
/ for deceit prompt in October CDC
dog with disease, you're the king of the sleaze
DEATH ON TWO LEGS
misguided old mule with your pigheaded rules
( ♛ ) —————— [color=#4C0900]tags. & the pitt. & red fox. & deceased.