[private] what just happened? Apr 3, 2019 19:59:00 GMT -5
Post by Razza on Apr 3, 2019 19:59:00 GMT -5
Emmett was feeling miserable, in more ways than one.
His back was sore, head was pounding, fur was dried down with mud and ashes. Every muscle in his body ached from overuse. And not to mention the crusted-over scratches on his chest... which were admittedly nothing even a pup would complain about, but added onto everything else it was really just the cherry on top of this shit flavored cake. He wondered how exactly he got them.
Emmett could connect some of the pieces himself, like how Nyx was there, and the other girl, and how the crack of the thunder had made his heart pound and his bones shake with the force of it. Other parts were blurrier, with visions of the world blurring by as he ran, and even the faint memory of fire. But that could've been a more distant memory coming back up.
And then there were things that he had no fucking idea how they came about. Like how he ended up miles from where he last remembered being, passed out in a bush with a dead squirrel under his paw, coughing up ash, or where the other two had gone. Most importantly Nyx. Who knew if he ever would see the other stranger again. If it wasn't for his vague recollection of Nyx talking to her, he would've thought he made the chick up.
But anyway, Nyx. After laying on the ground, seething in hatred for the universe for a good hour or so, Emmett had managed to pick himself up, eat the mysterious squirrel, and tried retracing his steps. No luck with the storm having washed every scent and sin far away, but the walk had given him some clarity! He'd stumbled his way through the muddy fields and into the dense forest in the east. From there the walk to the edge of the pack's territory was familiar, his nose twitching every few steps in hopes of picking up that scent he knew so well.
"Nyx?!" called Emmett, his voice raspy. He sounded almost as rough as he felt - and probably looked, he though with a huff. It would really suck ass if one of her pack mates found him instead, but he didn't care much at this point. Had bigger things on his mind, like if Nyx was hurt, and where she was, and if she finally decided she really did hate him after seeing him go bat-shit again. This would've been this first time since... the last.
Emmett winced to himself and then gracelessly stumbled over a dark, damp rock on the forest floor. "Shit, dammit. Motherfucker." He hopped to the side and shook the hurt paw in the air. A few seconds of more pouting passed and then he set it back down, continuing through the woods with a grumble and a growing headache. "Nyx! It's me! C'mere 'cause I'm tired of walking through your pack's piss puddles!" It reeked of packies around this joint.
Mentioned: Nyx, Kole, GoS