11-28-2019, 12:18 AM
[align=center][div style="bgcolor= black; width: 500px; font-family: georgia;font-size:12px;text-align:justify"]Roman hadn't felt the pull of the paws on him as he was ushered into the building, and hadn't seen Vinny there in front of him, didn't hear the other speak to him, simply remembered the flashing of the water across his body, felt the tugging of rope and rocks around his feet and the choking sensation of the drownings he had endured as a child. Chills racked his body and teeth began to chatter as the chill air of the apartments washed over the male, his fur beginning to rise on end before the thoughts stopped as a creature came into vision, slowly making their way down to his level.
The first thing Roman noticed was the eyes, coming down and looking at him, looking him over, making sure he was okay, making sure he could be seen. And Ro found comfort in that, something that he hadn't been able to have before this. Before he knew it, the feline was pushing himself forward, head pinning up against Redvox's forehead, tears streaming down his face. "I just. I just hate water, so so much." He would whisper these words, eyes closing, hard, as he tried to calm down, to no avail, the water covering his pelt seemingly not going away, his water elementals controlling the water across his pelt, connected to his fears and worries, were not allowing the only thing Roman wanted right now: to be dry, and to be safe.
The first thing Roman noticed was the eyes, coming down and looking at him, looking him over, making sure he was okay, making sure he could be seen. And Ro found comfort in that, something that he hadn't been able to have before this. Before he knew it, the feline was pushing himself forward, head pinning up against Redvox's forehead, tears streaming down his face. "I just. I just hate water, so so much." He would whisper these words, eyes closing, hard, as he tried to calm down, to no avail, the water covering his pelt seemingly not going away, his water elementals controlling the water across his pelt, connected to his fears and worries, were not allowing the only thing Roman wanted right now: to be dry, and to be safe.