01-02-2021, 10:35 PM
IF MY LIFE IS GOING
TO MEAN ANYTHING,
I HAVE TO LIVE IT
MYSELF.
tiguar . adult . he/him
demigod of the deep
demigod of the deep
The demigod had remembered the surge of joy he felt upon seeing the snake's head be lopped off, and then the terror when his momma wouldn't get up. And continued to not get up. And kept not getting up. It went on, and on, and on, and on. He thought it would never end but, he knew, he had to hope she would come back. It had taken bartering with the Soothsayer to let him stay, but there was nothing that could come in between a boy and his momma. She was his whole world, his rock, and the one person that it would hurt to lose the most. He'd dealt with empty treehouses after roommates disappeared without a trace, siblings vanishing of the shores, and mothers succumbing to illnesses he couldn't understand. He couldn't loose Goldie too, he wouldn't be able to handle it.
Well kid, it's time to grow up and learn. Nothing stays, not even mothers. You'll be okay, just gotta learn.
The tiguar had been sleeping, his chin resting across his mother's hip as he waited for her to wake up. He'd been there for days, struggling to eat or drink, his mind too full of worry for Goldie. He ate when his stomach ached and drank when he felt his throat may crack, but only ever if something was brought to him. He slept a lot, out of Roan's way but close enough to be touching his mother. Once or twice a day, he would venture out to look for his siblings, only to find them still missing. He would return to the temple, return to the spot worn down in the stone by him.
The sound coming from his mother caused his head to raise, bi-colored eyes blinking blearily as he lifted his head and watched in confusion as Roan went running. It took a moment for the healer's words to process in his mind but, when they did, his head snapped towards her face. A gasp left him as he registered that she was finally awake. He didn't hesitate to stand, moving to press his forehead against her shoulder. "Momma, you're awake!" he cried softly, tears welling in his eyes and slowly beginning to slip down his face.
Well kid, it's time to grow up and learn. Nothing stays, not even mothers. You'll be okay, just gotta learn.
The tiguar had been sleeping, his chin resting across his mother's hip as he waited for her to wake up. He'd been there for days, struggling to eat or drink, his mind too full of worry for Goldie. He ate when his stomach ached and drank when he felt his throat may crack, but only ever if something was brought to him. He slept a lot, out of Roan's way but close enough to be touching his mother. Once or twice a day, he would venture out to look for his siblings, only to find them still missing. He would return to the temple, return to the spot worn down in the stone by him.
The sound coming from his mother caused his head to raise, bi-colored eyes blinking blearily as he lifted his head and watched in confusion as Roan went running. It took a moment for the healer's words to process in his mind but, when they did, his head snapped towards her face. A gasp left him as he registered that she was finally awake. He didn't hesitate to stand, moving to press his forehead against her shoulder. "Momma, you're awake!" he cried softly, tears welling in his eyes and slowly beginning to slip down his face.
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☼ BUT I DON'T MEAN TO COMPLAIN, I PROMISE !
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