09-14-2020, 04:17 PM
ANGEL ❝ AURUM ❞ TANGLEWOOD
Tanglewood.
The scene of the swamp was comforting as it curled against the roof of his mouth, his breath coming in long, slow gasps. He could hear movement from the trees nearby, but he wasn't able to do much to acknowledge it, merely shifting slightly and letting out a quiet grunt. A gentle voice entered his mind, rousing him from his near-death state, one blue eye slowly opening so that he could see Kiira. Her presence made him smile, having grown used to her previous absence. However, his expression quickly turned to a grimace, wincing as he felt the healing sting of aloe vera against the burns that covered his chest. Taking in several more shuddering breaths, the lion was finally able to force out words between clenched teeth, "I hear you... it's good to see you around again. S... S-Sorry it isn't in better circum... stances..." Each word was accompanied by a soft wheeze, a scowl coming to his face at his own agony. Sharp claws dug against the log he laid upon, trying to ground him even through the pain.
A sharp and gasping voice from nearby caused the former proxy to lift his head slightly, his one eye searching around before it fell upon Vigenere. It was good to see that the other was still around and well, even a couple of months later. Aurum had suffered worse losses in much shorter amounts of time, so he couldn't say it wouldn't surprised him if the feline was gone, or worse. As he placed his chin back down against the rough wood of the log, the angel grit out, his one broken wing raising weakly in a faux greeting, "Vig... sorry I've been gone so long. M.. Maybe if I get through th-this, Kiira can give me a doctor's note..." A weak chuckle left him at his own little joke, wincing in pain at the sudden aching jolt that passed along his side. He was trying his best to keep the mood light despite the circumstances, mainly for his own sanity. He couldn't help the panic that permeated the air around him, brought on by the wounds that covered his entire form.
The scene of the swamp was comforting as it curled against the roof of his mouth, his breath coming in long, slow gasps. He could hear movement from the trees nearby, but he wasn't able to do much to acknowledge it, merely shifting slightly and letting out a quiet grunt. A gentle voice entered his mind, rousing him from his near-death state, one blue eye slowly opening so that he could see Kiira. Her presence made him smile, having grown used to her previous absence. However, his expression quickly turned to a grimace, wincing as he felt the healing sting of aloe vera against the burns that covered his chest. Taking in several more shuddering breaths, the lion was finally able to force out words between clenched teeth, "I hear you... it's good to see you around again. S... S-Sorry it isn't in better circum... stances..." Each word was accompanied by a soft wheeze, a scowl coming to his face at his own agony. Sharp claws dug against the log he laid upon, trying to ground him even through the pain.
A sharp and gasping voice from nearby caused the former proxy to lift his head slightly, his one eye searching around before it fell upon Vigenere. It was good to see that the other was still around and well, even a couple of months later. Aurum had suffered worse losses in much shorter amounts of time, so he couldn't say it wouldn't surprised him if the feline was gone, or worse. As he placed his chin back down against the rough wood of the log, the angel grit out, his one broken wing raising weakly in a faux greeting, "Vig... sorry I've been gone so long. M.. Maybe if I get through th-this, Kiira can give me a doctor's note..." A weak chuckle left him at his own little joke, wincing in pain at the sudden aching jolt that passed along his side. He was trying his best to keep the mood light despite the circumstances, mainly for his own sanity. He couldn't help the panic that permeated the air around him, brought on by the wounds that covered his entire form.
BUT SINCE IT FALLS UNTO MY LOT
THAT I SHOULD RISE AND YOU SHOULD NOT
THAT I SHOULD RISE AND YOU SHOULD NOT
— Reggan
— Reggan