01-05-2021, 11:14 PM
Pain was the first thing in Brandy's mind that registered, firing on all engines. He groaned aloud as he slowly rolled to his side, his eyes squinted up at the sun and his ears flattened against his head. His wings gently slapped at the sand, before his ears twitched and rotated. Footsteps. Oh, thank fuck, someone was going to find him. What he didn't anticipate, however, as he raised his green eyes, was himself to be staring back down at him. His fur stood on end, his eyes widening and his teeth gritting. It was like sparks were smacking between them, something causing every fiber of his being to want to move, separate or.. join with them. He couldn't tell.
It was all too much.
Brandy stood up, holding his broken wrist close to his body and his ears lowered to his head, narrowing his eyes. "I'll be just fine, once y' give me my body back, y' phony." He spat, his wings flaring out to his sides and pushing up to make his body seem bigger. Still, something ached in his soul. Like it devoured him to be together with Rift, to push them together and fuse them again. It wasn't something he could fathom, and as the reaching and crying of his body and soul together raved in his mind, he stumbled- and coincidentally, right onto the wrong foot.
A sharp cry of pain came from the.. well. Half Brandy as he stepped back onto his three legs again, wings lowered to shield his body as he brought his paw up to his chest. He barely had time to consider Michael as the pain in his brain started as well- a solid concussion slowly starting to show up now that the focus was off of well.. the imposter, and the fact he was rather injured.
"SPEECH"
It was all too much.
Brandy stood up, holding his broken wrist close to his body and his ears lowered to his head, narrowing his eyes. "I'll be just fine, once y' give me my body back, y' phony." He spat, his wings flaring out to his sides and pushing up to make his body seem bigger. Still, something ached in his soul. Like it devoured him to be together with Rift, to push them together and fuse them again. It wasn't something he could fathom, and as the reaching and crying of his body and soul together raved in his mind, he stumbled- and coincidentally, right onto the wrong foot.
A sharp cry of pain came from the.. well. Half Brandy as he stepped back onto his three legs again, wings lowered to shield his body as he brought his paw up to his chest. He barely had time to consider Michael as the pain in his brain started as well- a solid concussion slowly starting to show up now that the focus was off of well.. the imposter, and the fact he was rather injured.
"SPEECH"
TOO CLOSE TO THE SUN