YOU PASSED, BUT AT WHAT COST? // blooding

[JORMUNGAND Di ANGELO]

JORMUNGAND

male — the Pitt — bio — pinterest board

[div style="background-color: #292727; color: white; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 500px; height: 340px; padding: 10px;"]

OC TEXT


IC TEXT | IC opinions only

A bark, a sound that stabbed through his heart. His son was hurt. Head snapped up, body following suit as the panther leapt out of his house with a snarl. "Asmodeus? Fuck!" There was literally only one thing the other could've been doing: the blooding. He had been talking about it for ages. He was too young..
Tracking the scent to blood and Aine and Dante the panther narrowed his optics before detecting literal root of the problem: a spike had gone clean through his son's foot. Aine asked if Asmodeus could hear them and he responded with Aphra's name. "Aine, can you please fix him?" He didn't like to use the word please unless it was for fun but this was his child. His blood. Some pleading could do no harm here, no?

#psychosocial.