OLIVER
The moment his body was released from the icy prison, he found himself shaking, but not from the potential cold. He was scared, overwhelmed, and clearly anxious. He hadn't been restrained like that ever in his life, so feeling that powerless was terrifying. Even though Loren was his friend, there was a brief moment where he feared for his life. There could've been the chance of him freezing to death or being drowned by the water, that this attacker wouldn't hesistate to end his life. It was horrific and it brought chills down his spine, making his body tremble.
Once his body had been healed, he lay there silently for a couple of seconds, unblinking and his tail only flicking ever so slightly. Slowly, the leopard sat up before Oliver shifted back into a human. Sitting with his legs sprawled out, Oliver stared at Loren, his heart still continuing to thump loudly in his chest, vibrating in his ears and overwhelming all of his senses. Taking a few deep breaths, Oliver finally spoke, his voice trembling and giving way to his current state.
"I....can you fix the holes? In my clothes?" He wanted to be mad. He wanted to yell at Loren for piercing his skin, for nearly drowning him, for nearly freezing him to death, for scaring him so much...but he couldn't bring himself to say it. To say anything regarding the manner. "I didn't bring a change of clothes and I don't think I'm welcomed to stay very long. Holes in clothes are not good for keeping the chill out." His voice had a small bite to it, showing a sense of frustration or resentment for the other man, but it was still filled to the brim with fear. With worry that in a brief second, Loren would be stabbing him in the heart or trapping his head in a globe of water.
Once his body had been healed, he lay there silently for a couple of seconds, unblinking and his tail only flicking ever so slightly. Slowly, the leopard sat up before Oliver shifted back into a human. Sitting with his legs sprawled out, Oliver stared at Loren, his heart still continuing to thump loudly in his chest, vibrating in his ears and overwhelming all of his senses. Taking a few deep breaths, Oliver finally spoke, his voice trembling and giving way to his current state.
"I....can you fix the holes? In my clothes?" He wanted to be mad. He wanted to yell at Loren for piercing his skin, for nearly drowning him, for nearly freezing him to death, for scaring him so much...but he couldn't bring himself to say it. To say anything regarding the manner. "I didn't bring a change of clothes and I don't think I'm welcomed to stay very long. Holes in clothes are not good for keeping the chill out." His voice had a small bite to it, showing a sense of frustration or resentment for the other man, but it was still filled to the brim with fear. With worry that in a brief second, Loren would be stabbing him in the heart or trapping his head in a globe of water.
I JUST WANT MY EXISTENCE
TO BE MORE THAN TREMBLING
TO BE MORE THAN TREMBLING
