05-12-2020, 02:14 PM
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One second, the bony feline was having a much needed nap in the comfort of his quilts, and the next he was disturbed from his slumber by a sudden quake in the earth. Teeth closed around his scruff and he was lifted from the warmth, his legs instinctively flailing to find balance, but there was none to be found. He was being carried, and he was completely helpless in Leroy's jaws.
Crow didn't even have his bag. He was lowered to the ground, and he sat there for a moment in confusion as he assessed what just happened. There was a loud noise. The ground shook. His house shook. He was dropped here, and now Leroy stood beside him yelling at his tribemates to get themselves to safety. What the fuck?
He shuffled himself beneath the wolfhound's lanky legs as soon as his feet touched the ground, seeking any comfort he could possibly get as his brain processed the events that lead him here. Where was Selby? Crow felt his gut sink and turn to ice as he frantically glanced around. His son caught his gaze for a brief second before he was gone again, and he would lurch forward and chase after him.
...
Crow could hear her voice taunting him again.
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One second, the bony feline was having a much needed nap in the comfort of his quilts, and the next he was disturbed from his slumber by a sudden quake in the earth. Teeth closed around his scruff and he was lifted from the warmth, his legs instinctively flailing to find balance, but there was none to be found. He was being carried, and he was completely helpless in Leroy's jaws.
Crow didn't even have his bag. He was lowered to the ground, and he sat there for a moment in confusion as he assessed what just happened. There was a loud noise. The ground shook. His house shook. He was dropped here, and now Leroy stood beside him yelling at his tribemates to get themselves to safety. What the fuck?
He shuffled himself beneath the wolfhound's lanky legs as soon as his feet touched the ground, seeking any comfort he could possibly get as his brain processed the events that lead him here. Where was Selby? Crow felt his gut sink and turn to ice as he frantically glanced around. His son caught his gaze for a brief second before he was gone again, and he would lurch forward and chase after him.
...
Crow could hear her voice taunting him again.
//out