05-11-2020, 01:03 PM
There were tears in Brandy's eyes, and a rage in his heart. His powers refused to flick on, as he sat and watched his mama burn. They refused to save her, even though he was standing right in front of her as she bled, as she struggled. She was so strangely silent, so without fear, and that was what Brandy didn't knew. Her constant looking towards him, the fear, the worry. The cub was unscathed, but only because the doberman had lurched him out of the way. And, with that, he turned his head to the sky and screamed.
"Mama! Please, someone, fucking help! She's going to die!"
Brandy felt sick. He couldn't keep looking at this, but he couldn't tear his eyes away either, the tears dripping from his face and cascading to the ground as he kept his gaze leveled on his mother. Why? Why like this? There was no philosophy to this. Stuck, beneath a tree. Was this the end of a mother that had taught him a lot of what he knew? He couldn't let her go like this. He rushed forward, his head slamming against the tree to try and move it. The flames bit at his shoulder, where Ry had burnt him, but this was different.
Brandy continued to push and batter at the tree, trying to free his mother.
"SPEECH"
"Mama! Please, someone, fucking help! She's going to die!"
Brandy felt sick. He couldn't keep looking at this, but he couldn't tear his eyes away either, the tears dripping from his face and cascading to the ground as he kept his gaze leveled on his mother. Why? Why like this? There was no philosophy to this. Stuck, beneath a tree. Was this the end of a mother that had taught him a lot of what he knew? He couldn't let her go like this. He rushed forward, his head slamming against the tree to try and move it. The flames bit at his shoulder, where Ry had burnt him, but this was different.
Brandy continued to push and batter at the tree, trying to free his mother.
"SPEECH"
TOO CLOSE TO THE SUN