06-27-2020, 02:45 AM
(This post was last modified: 06-27-2020, 02:56 AM by BLOODHOUND..)
They hear Vigenere's soft approach long before his voice, and they are pulled from their thoughts, their ears turning back to listen for the other. Their name in his voice has them turning to face him, actively acknowledging him, now.
They remember, how fiercely the savannah jumped into combat, even with an injured paw. How he always seemed to be patrolling the borders, welcoming newcomers. They felt that he had a sense of duty, not unlike their own. They appreciated it, really. Respected him for it. They knew he had the heart of a warrior, from how natural he looked in combat, how quickly he seemed to step up to the plate. Bloodhound was willing to think that perhaps the two of them were more alike than either of them knew.
Kindred spirits, perhaps.
"Vigenere. It is nice to see you." They say simply, stepping closer. "I am doing well, here. I had hoped that perhaps, Doctor Caustic and Octane would have felt similarly." They were lost to the winds, as it were. Bloodhound had tried to visit them, but their home had seemed empty, with no fresh tracks leading out. Long gone, before any goodbyes could be said.
They wouldn't have stopped them, even if they could. It was not their choice to make. And it was not their reality to return to. But it did mean that Bloodhound no longer shared their... history, with anyone here. They were alone. Perhaps it was best.
"And your paw? I noticed that you were favouring it, not long ago." They inquire, letting their mind drift away from severed connections. "Has it been healing well?"
They remember, how fiercely the savannah jumped into combat, even with an injured paw. How he always seemed to be patrolling the borders, welcoming newcomers. They felt that he had a sense of duty, not unlike their own. They appreciated it, really. Respected him for it. They knew he had the heart of a warrior, from how natural he looked in combat, how quickly he seemed to step up to the plate. Bloodhound was willing to think that perhaps the two of them were more alike than either of them knew.
Kindred spirits, perhaps.
"Vigenere. It is nice to see you." They say simply, stepping closer. "I am doing well, here. I had hoped that perhaps, Doctor Caustic and Octane would have felt similarly." They were lost to the winds, as it were. Bloodhound had tried to visit them, but their home had seemed empty, with no fresh tracks leading out. Long gone, before any goodbyes could be said.
They wouldn't have stopped them, even if they could. It was not their choice to make. And it was not their reality to return to. But it did mean that Bloodhound no longer shared their... history, with anyone here. They were alone. Perhaps it was best.
"And your paw? I noticed that you were favouring it, not long ago." They inquire, letting their mind drift away from severed connections. "Has it been healing well?"
THE TRUE TEST IS BEFORE THE ALLFATHER.
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BLOODHOUND || THEY/THEM || WOLF || BIO
BLOODHOUND || THEY/THEM || WOLF || BIO