04-12-2020, 09:02 PM
A firm shake of the head. Yet another pained cry. Gnashing teeth forming words that assured Alaric that they were not planning on hurting anyone gathered. All tension exited his body upon registering the wyrm's almost primitive wording. He felt his muscles relax as much as they could given the situation, though he was still thoroughly skeptical and wary of the creature before him.
The sound of rapid footsteps behind the tabby alerted him to a new presence that was fast approaching the scene. Alaric was reluctant to remove his gaze from the wyrm despite its inspiriting words. He was only able to rip his gaze away from it once he heard Ivan's familiar voice being cut off by a thudding sound. His head swiveled to face the child, who had collapsed out of what Alaric could only assume to be fear. Alaric pushed down any sense of panic with relentless fervor as he racked his brain, trying to think of what he could do. He needed to remove Atticus and Ivan from the scene in a timely manner, but he didn't want to leave Moth alone with it.
Another set of footsteps appeared not long after. Again the tabby tore his gaze from Ivan and the spiny creature, only to see one of Aurum's children approaching. It had been a while since he had talked to any of them, but he recognized the child as Asvini. For some reason that he could not place, the ti-tigon cub stepped past Alaric, momentarily stunning him before he could collect his thoughts and words and shout something out at the child. "What are you doing! Don't—" Before he could finish speaking, the tyke stepped up and, of all things, pressed her head to the creature's side. The reaction that this elicited from the creature stunned the tabby; instead of lashing out, the serpentine thing began to moan out that Asvini was its baby. It only occurred to him then that this creature might be the shapeshifted form of Aurum.
He watched and listened as more and more Tanglers arrived on the scene. Caustic was the first of the new arrivals. He also moved to stand protectively in front of the children behind them. Then Simon, who began to seize. Fuck. This just got worse. Luckily, Selby came to the scene next. He had proper medical training to be able to deal with the symptoms that his two sons displayed, but before he did so he retrieved Moth from before the creature. It didn't take much longer for Moth to stir.
Suddenly, the creature began shifting—spines and scales morphed into soft fur, and within seconds it had completely changed back into Tanglewood's proxy, who promptly passed out after wheezing out a few words. With Selby occupied with Moth's injuries, Alaric took it upon himself to approach the lion. Someone was gonna need to check his vitals, and he was confident that he could do so even without practical medical training. All the books he read had to be good for something.
With less hesitation, he approached the lion. A gray paw pressed itself to the lion's left "armpit" and waited. After several moments, he noticed a heartbeat; faint, but definitely there. That was a good sign. The lion's chest rose and fell steadily. He was breathing and still had a steady heartbeat. By no means was his examination the most accurate, but it was enough to know that the lion would live through his change in form.
The sound of rapid footsteps behind the tabby alerted him to a new presence that was fast approaching the scene. Alaric was reluctant to remove his gaze from the wyrm despite its inspiriting words. He was only able to rip his gaze away from it once he heard Ivan's familiar voice being cut off by a thudding sound. His head swiveled to face the child, who had collapsed out of what Alaric could only assume to be fear. Alaric pushed down any sense of panic with relentless fervor as he racked his brain, trying to think of what he could do. He needed to remove Atticus and Ivan from the scene in a timely manner, but he didn't want to leave Moth alone with it.
Another set of footsteps appeared not long after. Again the tabby tore his gaze from Ivan and the spiny creature, only to see one of Aurum's children approaching. It had been a while since he had talked to any of them, but he recognized the child as Asvini. For some reason that he could not place, the ti-tigon cub stepped past Alaric, momentarily stunning him before he could collect his thoughts and words and shout something out at the child. "What are you doing! Don't—" Before he could finish speaking, the tyke stepped up and, of all things, pressed her head to the creature's side. The reaction that this elicited from the creature stunned the tabby; instead of lashing out, the serpentine thing began to moan out that Asvini was its baby. It only occurred to him then that this creature might be the shapeshifted form of Aurum.
He watched and listened as more and more Tanglers arrived on the scene. Caustic was the first of the new arrivals. He also moved to stand protectively in front of the children behind them. Then Simon, who began to seize. Fuck. This just got worse. Luckily, Selby came to the scene next. He had proper medical training to be able to deal with the symptoms that his two sons displayed, but before he did so he retrieved Moth from before the creature. It didn't take much longer for Moth to stir.
Suddenly, the creature began shifting—spines and scales morphed into soft fur, and within seconds it had completely changed back into Tanglewood's proxy, who promptly passed out after wheezing out a few words. With Selby occupied with Moth's injuries, Alaric took it upon himself to approach the lion. Someone was gonna need to check his vitals, and he was confident that he could do so even without practical medical training. All the books he read had to be good for something.
With less hesitation, he approached the lion. A gray paw pressed itself to the lion's left "armpit" and waited. After several moments, he noticed a heartbeat; faint, but definitely there. That was a good sign. The lion's chest rose and fell steadily. He was breathing and still had a steady heartbeat. By no means was his examination the most accurate, but it was enough to know that the lion would live through his change in form.
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