11-22-2020, 06:17 PM
The sudden yell into the air made the blind domestic jolt, made his figure shift as he turned his head toward the sound. The words slowly sinking in as if from a far off place. As if they were from another place, another time. His eyes slowly closed before opening back up and seeing nothing but emptiness. It used then that he tilted his head a bit, thinking. That couldn't be right. It didn't sound right. How could that even be? He was just talking to Rhinestone just the other day. There was no way that this was true. It had to be a cruel joke, someone trying to be funny with dark humor. He wanted to scorn that, reprimand such an action because it was most certainly not funny. Rising up to his paws he took a deep breath in, hearing a wheeze in his chest that he ignored and he slowly advanced from his home. Fear pulsed in his chest at not knowing where he was going. Not being able to see anything but it hardly mattered as he wanted to get to this bottom of this. Sand brushed his paws and his thin frame shifted across the beach ever so slowly.
The sudden feeling of someone's tail made him jolt but he was just being guided. Taken to the scene that he thought was just a horrible and cruel joke. Someone so kind, so strong couldn't be dead. Yet as he came closer the pungent smell of blood entered his nostrils, his blind gaze widened and he could smell torn flesh, the smell of a slowly decaying body and water rimmed his sunset orbs. It was true, it was so true. Why couldn't it have just been a joke? "Rhine...." He whispered gently as he stood there, ears pinned back and trying hard not to tremble. It wasn't fair. They were suffering already, with this snow and their prey so much harder to find. Rationing till the dropped and now fate had decided to take Rhine from them. What beast was watching over Palmclan that would allow for this to happen? Slowly he sank to his haunches and lowered his head a bit, taking in a deep breath to keep himself from sobbing.
The sudden feeling of someone's tail made him jolt but he was just being guided. Taken to the scene that he thought was just a horrible and cruel joke. Someone so kind, so strong couldn't be dead. Yet as he came closer the pungent smell of blood entered his nostrils, his blind gaze widened and he could smell torn flesh, the smell of a slowly decaying body and water rimmed his sunset orbs. It was true, it was so true. Why couldn't it have just been a joke? "Rhine...." He whispered gently as he stood there, ears pinned back and trying hard not to tremble. It wasn't fair. They were suffering already, with this snow and their prey so much harder to find. Rationing till the dropped and now fate had decided to take Rhine from them. What beast was watching over Palmclan that would allow for this to happen? Slowly he sank to his haunches and lowered his head a bit, taking in a deep breath to keep himself from sobbing.
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