05-29-2020, 01:57 PM
Since the tremors, Alaric himself scarce, mostly out of the desire to cope with his newfound monocularity. As it turns out, learning to adjust to having sight in a singular eye was more difficult than he had ever imagined it would be. He still found himself stumbling and tripping, whether it be over his own paws or a stray object, due to a significant loss in his ability to gauge depths and distances. What he wouldn't give to go back to the night of the tremors and avoid the thing that took his sight.
Nevertheless, the tabby had chosen to leave his home for now so as to get some fresh air and maybe find a new book at the library for his reading pleasure. Maybe this time he'd opt for one of the so-called classics. After all, there was only so much information and entertainment that one could milk from an old biology textbook. Unfortunately for him, the current downpour would undoubtedly prevent him from taking whichever tome he selected back to his home, but that was of no issue, he supposed. The library's dry, quiet confines would be just fine for now.
His journey to the library was interrupted by the sight of a small crowd gathering just in front of the entryway. He spotted Caustic, Selby, a stranger who appeared to be made of plants, and Ivan as the center of attention, who was currently assessing his paw. From this distance, he could still discern the red droplets originating from the tyke's paw, as well as the crimson shade on the ground, starkly juxtaposed against the surrounding shades.
Alaric approached attentively. As he neared, he spotted the nasty red gashes on the underside of the boy's paw. He regarded them from a close distance while still being considerate of the tyke's personal space. "Ivan, what happened?" he inquired with an uncharacteristic kindness.
Nevertheless, the tabby had chosen to leave his home for now so as to get some fresh air and maybe find a new book at the library for his reading pleasure. Maybe this time he'd opt for one of the so-called classics. After all, there was only so much information and entertainment that one could milk from an old biology textbook. Unfortunately for him, the current downpour would undoubtedly prevent him from taking whichever tome he selected back to his home, but that was of no issue, he supposed. The library's dry, quiet confines would be just fine for now.
His journey to the library was interrupted by the sight of a small crowd gathering just in front of the entryway. He spotted Caustic, Selby, a stranger who appeared to be made of plants, and Ivan as the center of attention, who was currently assessing his paw. From this distance, he could still discern the red droplets originating from the tyke's paw, as well as the crimson shade on the ground, starkly juxtaposed against the surrounding shades.
Alaric approached attentively. As he neared, he spotted the nasty red gashes on the underside of the boy's paw. He regarded them from a close distance while still being considerate of the tyke's personal space. "Ivan, what happened?" he inquired with an uncharacteristic kindness.
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