11-12-2020, 10:16 PM
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LAEGLIN NIAZAI LINGRÉ
[W]iskerLAEGLIN NIAZAI LINGRÉ
[div style="background-color:#BG COLOR;width:90%; overflow: stretch;text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt;"] lifting his gaze to both of them, he nodded his head. he was tired of being treated as a child, even though he was crippled and he knew that everyone was reluctant to treat him roughly. exhaling shortly, he lashed his tail, "let me fight. i can defend myself well enough. they deserve to feel my anger, for all they've taken from me.", he puffed, ears flicked back with a shallow growl. "i'm taking revenge for what they've stolen from me.", he insisted quietly, eyes hard. looking between the two adults, he swallowed back the tingles of fear in his toes, he wouldn't let it slow him down.
huffing, he moved behind them, eyes narrowed and gaze firm. he was going to do this, regardless of more injury or not. dragging his paws at first, he got started at a brisk waddle, getting used to the feeling of moving his legs in a certain way, mentally numbing himself to the pain that turned his pelt hot, eyes glossy with the pain of moving the limbs that had gotten used to being dragged. he was going to make a full recovery, and this was part of proving his worth to himself. he couldn't let clover's sacrifice be in vain, he couldn't let go of the memories of his siblings pressed to his side as a newborn, nursing. hissing out a breath, he shook his head and forced his body to move, to get back into old habits of movement, his pawsteps noisy but slowly gradually becoming quieter. -
huffing, he moved behind them, eyes narrowed and gaze firm. he was going to do this, regardless of more injury or not. dragging his paws at first, he got started at a brisk waddle, getting used to the feeling of moving his legs in a certain way, mentally numbing himself to the pain that turned his pelt hot, eyes glossy with the pain of moving the limbs that had gotten used to being dragged. he was going to make a full recovery, and this was part of proving his worth to himself. he couldn't let clover's sacrifice be in vain, he couldn't let go of the memories of his siblings pressed to his side as a newborn, nursing. hissing out a breath, he shook his head and forced his body to move, to get back into old habits of movement, his pawsteps noisy but slowly gradually becoming quieter. -