Like some child possessed, the beast howls in my veins
There was no way for Fangorn to be as fast as the dog; even if he could bob across the snow. So instead the vampire gourd growled and rumbled, twisting his face to look rather ferocious, with elongated fangs for emphasis, seeing if he could scare the canine back.
Melita was listening though, for once, to the descriptions laden amidst Halo’s potential hunts – brow furrowing slightly under her overly large hat as the creatures continued on, like some damned endless list. While she didn’t say ‘why the fuck would anyone live here’, it existed in her brain momentarily, before flittering off the rest. “All right, well, let’s go find some purple fuckwads then.” Whatever she could snag, honestly, all full of vitriol and venom from her own recent experiences in Stormbreak.
Of which she proceeded to vent and fume. “Oh, did I tell you about going to Stormbreak with a team – they just fucking channeled in Remi, Ronin, and Hadama, like why even ask me to go, fucking dragon fell on top of us-” and she would’ve gone on and on, arms waving as much as they could under the ridiculous bulk of her clothing, when she walked straight into the glittering air.
She hadn’t known to even be on the lookout for it. Who the hell would. But suddenly there was a freezing, solidified feeling in her chest, locking over her lungs, and she was choking, sputtering, coughing uncontrollably.
Melita was listening though, for once, to the descriptions laden amidst Halo’s potential hunts – brow furrowing slightly under her overly large hat as the creatures continued on, like some damned endless list. While she didn’t say ‘why the fuck would anyone live here’, it existed in her brain momentarily, before flittering off the rest. “All right, well, let’s go find some purple fuckwads then.” Whatever she could snag, honestly, all full of vitriol and venom from her own recent experiences in Stormbreak.
Of which she proceeded to vent and fume. “Oh, did I tell you about going to Stormbreak with a team – they just fucking channeled in Remi, Ronin, and Hadama, like why even ask me to go, fucking dragon fell on top of us-” and she would’ve gone on and on, arms waving as much as they could under the ridiculous bulk of her clothing, when she walked straight into the glittering air.
She hadn’t known to even be on the lookout for it. Who the hell would. But suddenly there was a freezing, solidified feeling in her chest, locking over her lungs, and she was choking, sputtering, coughing uncontrollably.
Melita
