01-03-2020, 04:07 AM
time had passed... much too quickly for her liking.
days had gone too fast. her little ones had entered the world, and indie had uncharacteristically kept herself private from then on. the sense of reclusion was not uncommon, but actually going so far to stay away was a rare occurrence for her. she had kept herself close to her cubs until they were ready to see everyone else. indie herself didn't make much of an appearance between kydobi's visits, though.
when the cubs had grown enough to be alone for a bit, she had made her decision. her mission had been put on hold for far too long. with the creature out there, looming around the corners... indie didn't feel comfortable with unfinished business. it wasn't a good move on either end to simply ignore it. she had promised brynn and piers she wouldn't be long. she couldn't tell them much else, unfortunately.
this was between her and the hound.
she had come to figure out the mechanisms in the library that made him seem to disappear. the bunkers were quite a feat and she wondered if the residents even knew of it. and if they did... if they were aware of its occupant.
the corridors were long and the air was stuffy. her body kept close to the walls, vision minimal in the complete darkness. one of the corridors ended with a dimly lit room, the creatures presence felt more strongly at the end of it. indie took a deep breath as each step brought her heart pounding in her chest. she held her breath once she reached a few feet from the door, the light flickering menacingly from inside. the only thing missing was... the presence. it wasn't inside of the room.
"znalazłeś mnie"
indie turned around to find the beast towering over her. he didn't look vicious or cruel, though. he appeared rather solemn. he looked worse than when they first met, if it was even possible. emaciated. eyes edging to entirely black. something had chewed his ears and legs harshly. what was he doing?
"i've played your game long enough, dog. months. i've won." indie had grown impatient with this game of cat and mouse. she had a family to care for now. priorities beyond herself. it was time to end things. they both knew it, from the way he broke their stare.
does he even want to?
there was no going back now. he had called upon her, whether it was from an impulse or not, they were bound together until she completed his wish.
he's scared...
mikolaj released a long, defeated sigh before nodding his head. she allowed him to move past her into the room behind them, hesitantly following.
the shepherd dragged a small leather bag out into the center of the room and opened up to its contents. a single silver spike and an old, tattered picture of what she could only assume was him when he was alive. "kill me."
indie's blood ran cold.
"what?"
he looked at her quizzically.
"now? right now?" he nodded.
indie padded closer to him, brows furrowed together in suspicion. he seemed quite serious. he even picked up the silver spike and held it out to her. when she grabbed it, he held her paw and guided it to his chest.
"here." she felt no warmth from him whatsoever. he may not have been a spirit or poltergeist. he may not have been some benevolent entity roaming its lost lands, but he was... dead already in some sense. halfway there at least.
mikolaj let go of her and held the picture close to him before giving a soft grunt. indie swallowed hard, her breath caught in her throat. she felt her heart racing in her chest as she looked between the silver spike and mikolaj's face. he seemed to not be present anymore... lost in whatever memories he still had.
indie reeled back before forcing the spike through the shepherds chest, gasping as she heard bones crack from the penetration. decayed blood splattered across her face, making her flinch. mikolaj's expression seemed momentarily pained, then blank. his body swayed before slumping against her, causing the caracal to gently place him on his side. the blood from the wound had covered most of her face and chest, now her paws as she moved him away from the door to the center of the room.
"oh... okay..." indie took a deep breath and scooped up the picture, now noticing his name had been etched into the back. she carried it through the corridors and back to the entrance of the bunker, rising to the library floors once more. she set the picture down once she came outside of the library, not really sure what to do with it. it felt wrong... leaving it there.
with her purpose here done... perhaps she could properly enjoy tanglewood now.
days had gone too fast. her little ones had entered the world, and indie had uncharacteristically kept herself private from then on. the sense of reclusion was not uncommon, but actually going so far to stay away was a rare occurrence for her. she had kept herself close to her cubs until they were ready to see everyone else. indie herself didn't make much of an appearance between kydobi's visits, though.
when the cubs had grown enough to be alone for a bit, she had made her decision. her mission had been put on hold for far too long. with the creature out there, looming around the corners... indie didn't feel comfortable with unfinished business. it wasn't a good move on either end to simply ignore it. she had promised brynn and piers she wouldn't be long. she couldn't tell them much else, unfortunately.
this was between her and the hound.
she had come to figure out the mechanisms in the library that made him seem to disappear. the bunkers were quite a feat and she wondered if the residents even knew of it. and if they did... if they were aware of its occupant.
the corridors were long and the air was stuffy. her body kept close to the walls, vision minimal in the complete darkness. one of the corridors ended with a dimly lit room, the creatures presence felt more strongly at the end of it. indie took a deep breath as each step brought her heart pounding in her chest. she held her breath once she reached a few feet from the door, the light flickering menacingly from inside. the only thing missing was... the presence. it wasn't inside of the room.
"znalazłeś mnie"
indie turned around to find the beast towering over her. he didn't look vicious or cruel, though. he appeared rather solemn. he looked worse than when they first met, if it was even possible. emaciated. eyes edging to entirely black. something had chewed his ears and legs harshly. what was he doing?
"i've played your game long enough, dog. months. i've won." indie had grown impatient with this game of cat and mouse. she had a family to care for now. priorities beyond herself. it was time to end things. they both knew it, from the way he broke their stare.
does he even want to?
there was no going back now. he had called upon her, whether it was from an impulse or not, they were bound together until she completed his wish.
he's scared...
mikolaj released a long, defeated sigh before nodding his head. she allowed him to move past her into the room behind them, hesitantly following.
the shepherd dragged a small leather bag out into the center of the room and opened up to its contents. a single silver spike and an old, tattered picture of what she could only assume was him when he was alive. "kill me."
indie's blood ran cold.
"what?"
he looked at her quizzically.
"now? right now?" he nodded.
indie padded closer to him, brows furrowed together in suspicion. he seemed quite serious. he even picked up the silver spike and held it out to her. when she grabbed it, he held her paw and guided it to his chest.
"here." she felt no warmth from him whatsoever. he may not have been a spirit or poltergeist. he may not have been some benevolent entity roaming its lost lands, but he was... dead already in some sense. halfway there at least.
mikolaj let go of her and held the picture close to him before giving a soft grunt. indie swallowed hard, her breath caught in her throat. she felt her heart racing in her chest as she looked between the silver spike and mikolaj's face. he seemed to not be present anymore... lost in whatever memories he still had.
indie reeled back before forcing the spike through the shepherds chest, gasping as she heard bones crack from the penetration. decayed blood splattered across her face, making her flinch. mikolaj's expression seemed momentarily pained, then blank. his body swayed before slumping against her, causing the caracal to gently place him on his side. the blood from the wound had covered most of her face and chest, now her paws as she moved him away from the door to the center of the room.
"oh... okay..." indie took a deep breath and scooped up the picture, now noticing his name had been etched into the back. she carried it through the corridors and back to the entrance of the bunker, rising to the library floors once more. she set the picture down once she came outside of the library, not really sure what to do with it. it felt wrong... leaving it there.
with her purpose here done... perhaps she could properly enjoy tanglewood now.
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