10-07-2020, 10:30 PM
Quasar hadn’t been selected for Hurricane’s patrol, but he stumbled on them by utter accident. The apprentice, maw bloody and a rabbit hanging from his jaws, stopped. Dropping the rabbit on a rock—hearing a bone crack, but not reacting to it—he headed over to the large tomcat.
The sparkledoggo’s three tails swished irritably, and he looked at Hurricane with a sideways glare. “Why are you cleaning out the bones?” Quasar asked, an accusatory tone ringing in his throat. “You’re not afraid of death and the macabre, are you?” His irritable glare turned up into an odd grimace.
“If you’re going to throw them away, anyway, I’ll take the intact bones and skulls. I’ve got… ideas. For reusing them.”
The sparkledoggo’s three tails swished irritably, and he looked at Hurricane with a sideways glare. “Why are you cleaning out the bones?” Quasar asked, an accusatory tone ringing in his throat. “You’re not afraid of death and the macabre, are you?” His irritable glare turned up into an odd grimace.
“If you’re going to throw them away, anyway, I’ll take the intact bones and skulls. I’ve got… ideas. For reusing them.”
can't let the hands of time enslave us.
that's not how i'll go!
like the men we are
that's not how i'll go!
————— ⬆ ————— pharaoh — dating kole — descendants of the departed ————— ⬇ —————
these memories fade to stardust, let's brave the world like the men we are