01-31-2020, 01:05 AM
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AURUM
DO NO HARM BUT TAKE NO SHIT !
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It was almost hard to list all of the changes that Aurum had went through during his brother's absence. He nearly was a completely different lion inside and out, and though most of the changes were for the better, the ones on the outside? Not so much. He still sometimes felt a terrible anxious sting in the right side of his face, where an eye should've been sitting, yet instead there was nothing but a gaping, empty eye socket, hidden beneath regularly changed bandages. Scars littered his body, with the most obvious one being the one that lingered in the middle of his chest. It was huge and had a sort of starburst shape to it, angry lines stretching out where a lance had been stabbed and wrenched painfully around just weeks earlier. It was still raw, and Aurum felt a sudden violent itch from it, one that made him move his head down, a grumble leaving him as he licked and dragged his teeth over the scar just to get rid of it. When he heard Poet, he lifted his head again, shaking it before he spoke, "No, don't. There's no point. I won't be able to sleep for a fucking hour, at least. Too full of adrenaline... and it's fine. It's fine... Sam still calls me Wormy, most of the time."
━ I'M GONNA WIN.┆PROUD. WARM. PROTECTIVE. ━
— Reggan