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coming with redvox had been a rather easy decision for the mutated bush dog to make. they had all spectacularly failed against goldenluxury and her allies. its not like any of them really fought for the same goal as jervis anyhow. noa simply defended their friends and family. what little they had...
the halls were a means of an escape from scrutiny for being brought to the pitt. from the misjudgment. the belief of their pantheon wasn't enforced and noa knew if their family every came back, they would know where to find them. roman had seemed to come as well, but they had been lucky enough to avoid each other throughout the time being. perhaps a pretty good thing, considering noa was still upset about that.
they were attempting to make something cozy out of a vacant apartment. pushing back old furniture that had since decayed or crumbled from lack of care. in the midst of pushing it all onto the balcony to dispose of, noa had mistaken an old creaking sound for one of the wooden chairs while they pushed. they were clearly, dangerously wrong.
suddenly the floor gave out from beneath it, paws clinging to nothing but as they reached out to grasp onto something. they plummeted. further... further... down below several stories before falling with a disturbing-
crack.
pain.
this had to be the worst pain they had ever felt in their life.
tw below. detail of injuries.
their ribs were cracked, one protruding from its chest. each breath was an agonizing pain to achieve. they were stuck with shallow inhales and exhales. their head was dizzy from the impact; or perhaps it was the rush of blood leaving from the injury to their skull.
noa couldn't think. only feel as their body lay with fleeting life, waiting for it just just be over.
[/td][/tr][/table]the halls were a means of an escape from scrutiny for being brought to the pitt. from the misjudgment. the belief of their pantheon wasn't enforced and noa knew if their family every came back, they would know where to find them. roman had seemed to come as well, but they had been lucky enough to avoid each other throughout the time being. perhaps a pretty good thing, considering noa was still upset about that.
they were attempting to make something cozy out of a vacant apartment. pushing back old furniture that had since decayed or crumbled from lack of care. in the midst of pushing it all onto the balcony to dispose of, noa had mistaken an old creaking sound for one of the wooden chairs while they pushed. they were clearly, dangerously wrong.
suddenly the floor gave out from beneath it, paws clinging to nothing but as they reached out to grasp onto something. they plummeted. further... further... down below several stories before falling with a disturbing-
crack.
pain.
this had to be the worst pain they had ever felt in their life.
tw below. detail of injuries.
their ribs were cracked, one protruding from its chest. each breath was an agonizing pain to achieve. they were stuck with shallow inhales and exhales. their head was dizzy from the impact; or perhaps it was the rush of blood leaving from the injury to their skull.
noa couldn't think. only feel as their body lay with fleeting life, waiting for it just just be over.