09-24-2020, 11:45 PM
THE GOLD IS SLEEPING IN THE RIVER
When Vale walked over, the draconic boy would simply roll his eyes at the shapeshifter not at all intrigued by anything that they said. He shakily sat up with a soft breath only to feel a pain in his neck briefly glancing up at his own horns, their weight didn't really help but he was sure that he could trim them down for his own sake. "I wasn't alone during my Nights," He finally began with a light shake of his cranium, a soft huff leaving him as he recalled what had happened. He had nearly died out there and if Aine hadn't found him well... He sure as hell wouldn't be here speaking to everyone now "I was attacked and I fought back... This is why I look like absolute shit, it wasn't my decision to almost die out there." His claws would sink into the ground underneath him deciding that he had said enough words and he glanced up to see that Dante had walked over.
"Still pretty sore and being wobbly ain't shit but I'm alive," He answered Dante with a faint smirk on his maw, Ry looked over to Aine through half closed eyes still feeling bad that she had basically left home just to find him and bring him back. "I definitely wouldn't have made it if Aine hadn't found me." He murmured with both of his tufted ears pressed flat against his skull, he just wanted to rest now without much of a care but sure enough, Gael would arrive and gnaw his ears off for possibly endangering Aine. Some friend he was. The thought made his mottled tail lashing to the sides, if only that son of a bitch lion hadn't attacked him that night he had been mourning the loss of his brother. But the world was cruel and Ry knew better than to turn his back to it.
When Jack decided to show up and share his few verses, it was all muffled to the point. The blood loss was already getting to him and causing him to become dizzy, everything spun around him and all he wanted to do was go to the treehouse to rest. At the congratulations and smile that was offered to him, Trygve blinked a few times before saying with a somewhat hoarse yet exhausted voice "Thanks," He was a full Pittian now or that's what he hoped anyways, he felt Aine pressing her side against his own. He offered her a weak smile and lowered his body to the ground once more, if he didn't... Well, he probably would've toppled over from the dizziness.
"Still pretty sore and being wobbly ain't shit but I'm alive," He answered Dante with a faint smirk on his maw, Ry looked over to Aine through half closed eyes still feeling bad that she had basically left home just to find him and bring him back. "I definitely wouldn't have made it if Aine hadn't found me." He murmured with both of his tufted ears pressed flat against his skull, he just wanted to rest now without much of a care but sure enough, Gael would arrive and gnaw his ears off for possibly endangering Aine. Some friend he was. The thought made his mottled tail lashing to the sides, if only that son of a bitch lion hadn't attacked him that night he had been mourning the loss of his brother. But the world was cruel and Ry knew better than to turn his back to it.
When Jack decided to show up and share his few verses, it was all muffled to the point. The blood loss was already getting to him and causing him to become dizzy, everything spun around him and all he wanted to do was go to the treehouse to rest. At the congratulations and smile that was offered to him, Trygve blinked a few times before saying with a somewhat hoarse yet exhausted voice "Thanks," He was a full Pittian now or that's what he hoped anyways, he felt Aine pressing her side against his own. He offered her a weak smile and lowered his body to the ground once more, if he didn't... Well, he probably would've toppled over from the dizziness.
BUT THE FLOWER'S IN MY HAND
WITH A PALER LEAF AND BROKEN PETAL, I'LL PAINT THE KING AND QUEEN
WITH A PALER LEAF AND BROKEN PETAL, I'LL PAINT THE KING AND QUEEN
— Reggan