11-10-2020, 12:56 PM
[align=center][div style="width: 45%; text-align: justify; font-size: 12pt; letter-spacing: -1px; font-family: times new roman;"]♡ — It was still there. That nagging feeling that she was going to die. Even with the feeling on her heels, she did her usual work. Visiting camp to deliver prey, tidying up around the house, but always looking over her back, over her shoulder, peering into bushes and the trees. She tried to go on as normal, to just ignore it, but it was always there. But eventually, the calm settled in, she could breathe easily. Usually, a calm happened before the storm, but Medusa didn't care. Oh, how she should've cared. Maybe this tale would not be as tragic.
Wandering the forest surrounding her home, she felt the air tighten in her chest. The overwhelming scent of wild animals, wild canine, took hold. Before she could even think, or even see, pain exploded around her midsection. Shaking. She was being shaken. Through the pain, a fire started on her front paws, which she used to force the attacker to release her. She dropped down, pain throbbing, blood coating her scales, and fur on her midsection. She tried to run, but the canine took hold of her hind legs and crushed them in its bite, sending a violent screech from her. She turned, felt and heard her lower back break under the movement, and clawed at the beast's eyes. The beast released her and she tried her best to crawl away, fire on her tail and back, repelling another attack. The beast thwacked her tail with their paw but was burned by the fire, and ran off further into the forest. Good. Leave.
She feebly crawled toward the house, growing weaker and fearful. Palmclan. She wanted Palmclan. She wanted Rhine, Quasar, Vaas, Foam... She wanted her family. There, she could die peacefully, surrounded by them. But why would fate treat her kindly now? Entering the front yard area of the house, the smell of lavender and honey, a sweet, peaceful smell, she collapsed. Breath going shallow and quick, she let out a quiet sob. Why did she have to die here? Was fate that cruel to her? Why? Why did she have to die alone, without even a single friend or family member around her? As the sobs kept coming, She saw someone arrive from the forest, clad in a robe and larger than her. They smelled heavily of lavender and mint. As they spoke in unfamiliar tongue, she reached out to them with a weak paw.
Strength gave up, her body collapsed, fell limp. Light and life left her eyes. The stranger approached with solemn eyes, gently picking her up by the scruff, aware that she had friends and family who would rather attack them than mourn with them. Knowing this, they simply dragged her away, to their own secluded cave, where no one would find them. There, they would spend days mending her body, drawing her soul back.
When any Palmclan member arrived, they would not find Medusa's body.
"Speech"
////Long story short, Medusa gets attacked by a wild canine, crawls/drags herself to the house, and dies in front of it. A stranger arrives and takes her body to a place where they can revive her. No one will be able to track them, but anyone can search the area.////
Wandering the forest surrounding her home, she felt the air tighten in her chest. The overwhelming scent of wild animals, wild canine, took hold. Before she could even think, or even see, pain exploded around her midsection. Shaking. She was being shaken. Through the pain, a fire started on her front paws, which she used to force the attacker to release her. She dropped down, pain throbbing, blood coating her scales, and fur on her midsection. She tried to run, but the canine took hold of her hind legs and crushed them in its bite, sending a violent screech from her. She turned, felt and heard her lower back break under the movement, and clawed at the beast's eyes. The beast released her and she tried her best to crawl away, fire on her tail and back, repelling another attack. The beast thwacked her tail with their paw but was burned by the fire, and ran off further into the forest. Good. Leave.
She feebly crawled toward the house, growing weaker and fearful. Palmclan. She wanted Palmclan. She wanted Rhine, Quasar, Vaas, Foam... She wanted her family. There, she could die peacefully, surrounded by them. But why would fate treat her kindly now? Entering the front yard area of the house, the smell of lavender and honey, a sweet, peaceful smell, she collapsed. Breath going shallow and quick, she let out a quiet sob. Why did she have to die here? Was fate that cruel to her? Why? Why did she have to die alone, without even a single friend or family member around her? As the sobs kept coming, She saw someone arrive from the forest, clad in a robe and larger than her. They smelled heavily of lavender and mint. As they spoke in unfamiliar tongue, she reached out to them with a weak paw.
Strength gave up, her body collapsed, fell limp. Light and life left her eyes. The stranger approached with solemn eyes, gently picking her up by the scruff, aware that she had friends and family who would rather attack them than mourn with them. Knowing this, they simply dragged her away, to their own secluded cave, where no one would find them. There, they would spend days mending her body, drawing her soul back.
When any Palmclan member arrived, they would not find Medusa's body.
"Speech"
////Long story short, Medusa gets attacked by a wild canine, crawls/drags herself to the house, and dies in front of it. A stranger arrives and takes her body to a place where they can revive her. No one will be able to track them, but anyone can search the area.////
" THEY NEVER HAD IT LIKE ME, LIKE ME / THEY NEVER REALLY LIKED ME, LIKED ME! " ————————————————— ˊˎ˗