03-07-2023, 01:57 PM
NEW TAB: sherbet ♤ male ♡ feline ◇ tags ♧ typhoon captain
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Sherbet's vision was fuzzy, and he could barely think. He hardly remembered the flight here, barely slurring out directions for the massive lion that made a snack out of his leg. His perpetually melting visage windblown, and his syrupy blood gliding down his leg there is no leg, silly, remember? You traded it to live on borrowed time! as he was deposited on the ground of the Temple.
What was left of his left leg was nothing. It caused him to let out an exhale of breath, as if trying to giggle before he screeched at the paws placed on his wound bleeding, bleeding, they have to stop that, right. His distress suddenly skyrocketing again as he could hardly pay attention, he could hardly see through the fuzziness of his fear and pain. Muffled screams fell around him suddenly Boots... oh Boots, my husband, I'm so sorry, pressing his face into any part of Boots he could reach, he slurred, "Lu-uve y-you." His tongue felt heavy as he tried to say more, his mind slowing down as he felt something enter his skin multiple times stitches? He hoped that's what it was and not more teeth. Flinching at every time the needle threaded into him, he tried to wiggle away but he had no strength left to move.
He could only hope he was safe, safe, away from the bloody teeth he's still here he's still here he's still here don't pass out don't pass out don-.
What was left of his left leg was nothing. It caused him to let out an exhale of breath, as if trying to giggle before he screeched at the paws placed on his wound bleeding, bleeding, they have to stop that, right. His distress suddenly skyrocketing again as he could hardly pay attention, he could hardly see through the fuzziness of his fear and pain. Muffled screams fell around him suddenly Boots... oh Boots, my husband, I'm so sorry, pressing his face into any part of Boots he could reach, he slurred, "Lu-uve y-you." His tongue felt heavy as he tried to say more, his mind slowing down as he felt something enter his skin multiple times stitches? He hoped that's what it was and not more teeth. Flinching at every time the needle threaded into him, he tried to wiggle away but he had no strength left to move.
He could only hope he was safe, safe, away from the bloody teeth he's still here he's still here he's still here don't pass out don't pass out don-.