HERO OF OUR TIME / injured + attack

[hushsound.]

HUSH SOUND

"Link... it's time to wake up."

Hush was incredibly sure that he was about to either lose a leg, or something even worse. His body was screaming in panic as he thrashed about, entirely expecting his limb to soon rip from his lengthy body. However, suddenly the grip on his leg was gone, and he went sprawling onto the ground, his front legs still awkwardly tangled as he fell forward. The wolf flattened his ears as he whipped around, watching Trojan tremble from the sheer power of the shock that had hit him. Watching as Goldie and Trojan clashed in battle, the canine leaned his head down to rip at the vines around his front limbs, ripping them away and limping a bit farther from the battleground. He was half dragging his back leg and half stepping, a while leaving his throat as he watched the two of them. He snarled at Trojan, letting out a few harsh barks at the intruder as he collapsed to the ground, overwhelmed by the pain from his new wounds. He desperately wanted to help Goldie in the fight, but he knew he would be useless, from his newly injured leg to the blood dripping from his shoulder and neck. His head was spinning, and it wasn't as if he had any powers, besides the possession power that allowed him to have his current wolf form – his poor beautiful dark fur now marred by the warm blood from his wounds.

Closing his eyes briefly to try and stop the wild spinning of his head, the wolf laid his chin down against the ground for a long moment. When he opened his eyes again, he howled to Goldie, shifting his bloody leg, "Miss Goldie! Pl...  Please be careful!" The thought of the leader of the group getting hurt or worse in order to protect him, a relatively insignificant member of the Typhoon, made his heart die a little, and a soft whine leave him. It was ridiculous that Goldie even needed to protect him in the first place... he felt truly pathetic, hiding away from the fight, desperately begging for her not to get hurt while she was dealing with such serious things. Part of him just wanted to curl up into a ball, as of he was a tiny and scared pup, and hide his face away, just so that he wouldn't have to deal with the scene before him. Inside, he was just hoping that this was all some unfortunate nightmare, and soon enough, he would wake up beside Kilius, burying himself into his boyfriend's fur. However, instead of waking up to happy warmth, Hush was forced to just watch, with his stomach churning and his body beginning to falter, the blood loss lulling him towards the darkness of unconsciousness. 

tags - penned by @stilly

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