when the fir needles fall // return

[adventure.]

jerisidie - the king !

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perhaps it was shock, but he wasn't moving. he was laying where he had been thrown after the last mauling he had been given, the hellhound's sides heaving and his eye closed as he remained laying on his belly, disoriented and head pounding.

his stomach dry-heaved as usagi attempted her work on him before she went to ramona and worked on her, his head dizzy and filled with half remembered memories and sensations, head slumping to the ground. he was used to pain, hell, even loved it sometimes. but when usagi collapsed, he gave a pained noise, the only one he had made since he had been injured and wasn't fighting. "usagi. get up child.", he rasps, bringing his battered body over to his child, beginning to groom her fur, his own energy almost completely gone.

slumping at her side, pressed against her, the small male made a noise of annoyance as he looked at his mangled leg, the prosthetic one stained with blood. "aho yourself. I would have fucking killed him if I could have!", he snapped at nari, head on the ground and eye closed, his mask knocked askew by now and out of his reach.

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tags - white hellhound - the pitt