11-05-2019, 11:45 AM
"You didn't? Then why'd they fling you into the hallway?" Aslisk chuckled upon hearing Redvox's reply. Her ears were raised, and her head turned to look at the two that had come over after her own approach. Had she.. seen either of these two before? Was that even important right now? She huffed, dismissing it, flicking her webbed ears as she moved her weight forward on her talons. She was used to the swift moving vines of punishment and rules not being followed. The medic that used plants in order to ensure that no one was disturbing the peace. Some days she liked that rule, other days she did not. Now, now she was away from where that rule was instilled in it's entirety. She grunted, huffing, expelling hot air. "If we don't have to shred them all to move them, it'd probably be better to just peel them off the walls," Aslisk muttered, "that way they're all grouped and tangled together so they can all be dragged along in one fell swoop." Her tail began swinging behind her, eyeing the plants able to be seen through the doorway.
Since aid had been requested of her, Aslisk saw absolutely no need to wait for a further invitation to stride inside. The wyvern's pace was swift as she trotted inside. She was in a similar predicament to Redvox, but she did not even have talons on her wings to use. The wyvern turned, trying to pry the plants free of their hold on the wall with her spike covered tail. She mostly hoped for them to fall free from the wall, untorn, so that they were still all clumped together. Perhaps it was aided by her mentality of how her wife would eat plants and leaves, just like this, raw and without restraint. Of course, her wife wasn't here, but that didn't impair that idea from being present in her work. She twisted on her ankle, wings splaying to raise a foot and keep her balance. She tugged hard, hissing with the effort. Aslisk had already said being beaten by the plants was less that idea, and now that she had put herself into this predicament was bound and determined to prove that she, in fact, would not have her ass handed to her by plants.
Since aid had been requested of her, Aslisk saw absolutely no need to wait for a further invitation to stride inside. The wyvern's pace was swift as she trotted inside. She was in a similar predicament to Redvox, but she did not even have talons on her wings to use. The wyvern turned, trying to pry the plants free of their hold on the wall with her spike covered tail. She mostly hoped for them to fall free from the wall, untorn, so that they were still all clumped together. Perhaps it was aided by her mentality of how her wife would eat plants and leaves, just like this, raw and without restraint. Of course, her wife wasn't here, but that didn't impair that idea from being present in her work. She twisted on her ankle, wings splaying to raise a foot and keep her balance. She tugged hard, hissing with the effort. Aslisk had already said being beaten by the plants was less that idea, and now that she had put herself into this predicament was bound and determined to prove that she, in fact, would not have her ass handed to her by plants.
ive always had to get my hands dirty, a patrol to make sure no one hurts me
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FULZANIN is a 19 year old content creator. Currently roleplaying as Beezlebub in the Pitt and Jotunhel in the Typhoon. Time spent outside of work and writing is typically done in Creatures of Sonaria. FULZANIN is also in a happy relationship, and is aegosexual/asexual herself.
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