[AW]  Blood and Guts

Winnie

3 y/o medium Female




Winnie Beltiz

“If you never try how could you know?”



A dream entertained her thoughts, this one filled with flowers and a loving smell. A smell she recognized as a hot male in pursuit of her. His grey and blue pelt vivid in her dream ut yet it was shattered in a second. The thought being replaced by jaws clamping around her throat again. Before she could whimper a soft goodbye to the world the image again was torn from her sights. Another image replaced it, a soft light and deep eyes staring at her with love and adoration. Ones that pleaded for help but knew she couldn't give. Ones that said I love you without even speaking. A tear curled down her face as she waited for the image to fade but it didn't. This gentle scaly face continued to stare at her and give her courage. Enough courage to face what was real and what was coming up next. 

As the dream finally faded away and the call of her own god echoed in her mind she woke. Her spine feeling like it was twisted in many places from riding on the back of her friend but more so her hip burned and wailed at her. With a zolt of pain to wake her up fully she flung her body off the moving wolf's back and crumpled tot he floor. A scream of pain and sadness caught in her throat. Tears began streaming down her face but she couldn't help it and opened her muzzle anyway. She tried to echo back the cries she heard in her head but all that came out were grotesque gurgles of her torn throat. A savage wound she wished she'd never come across. Everything was beginning to over whelm her, the screams in her head, the pain seeping into her hip and torso, and all the reality slipping back into her mind. Her stomach couldn't handle it and she sat straight up and heaved all her lunch onto the ground. Its mess causing more strain on her mangled mess of a throat. 

Slowly she tried to breathe and looked up at her friend. The one who had come to her aid and didn't know how to feel. Shame? hurt? Slowly she lowered her head back down and knew she'd not be able to tell her what was wrong or how to help her.. Hopefully she'd know how to do it on her own. 

"Speaking,"


Table by Centience.


@Arios
@Sylvaine
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Arios

4 y/o large Non-conforming Y
Arios's breath was labored, his legs ached, his neck felt sore, and he could barely feel his paws moving beneath him, but he had to keep going. The feeling of Winnie squirming on his back was enough to make the being stop, his light faded in an attempt to preserve his energy. It wasn't until he heard the woman's garbled cry and her throwing herself from him that he collapsed onto the ground, shaking himself as he tried to get back upright. Shakily he managed to rise to a sit, looking down at Winnie with a pained expression as the girl met his eye for a moment before laying her head back in the dirt. 


"Please... just a little further, my den..." Arios looked out in the direction they were headed, and in the distance he could see the rock outcropping. "I can see it. Come on we have to get there." He urged, laying down next to the woman so she could climb back on, doing his best to try and help her by pulling on her scruff and offering the back of his neck for her to pull herself up with. Though he doubted they would be able to make it the rest of the way on there own, at least, without any help... Sigured, or Sylvain, pup or not, she was an earth affinity, maybe she could aid them that way. Arios tilted his head upwards slightly to release a short howl, using a bit of his remaining strength to send up a beacon of light to let them know where they were. 

"Please." He whispered, doing his best to help Winnie onto his back if she could manage to climb aboard. 
"Speaking"


Art by redemptari @ DA. Table by Centience


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