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The large slash on his arm had taken just days to crust over and scab. The stitches had been taken out a week and a bit later but he was on strict instructions from MD Demi to keep it elavated and not to use it too much. That hadn't exactly worked with the coyote who remained nameless intruded into the caves of Anathema. Such a bold act of intrusion had infuriated with warrior and he'd dragged the tiny creature out by its ear. After a short bout of anger management where the coyote had become his punch bag, Teddy had gone to leave it for dead. Naniko did not see it fit to let him die a slow death however and the pale lady had dealt the final blow. Though mostly a hit to his ego, Teddy had allowed his leader to kill the coyote.
The warrior would never be haunted by the kills made by him, or the bloody pulp he had reduced the coyote to before Naniko had turned up. But he had had trouble sleeping the night after. This was rarely anything to worry about- Teddy was not a good sleeper at the best of times and usually attempted to sleep with one eye open. He had made his home near the entrance of the cave system so he would always be at hand if anything was going on outside. It had worked so far and he had intercepted enough wolves who tried to get into Anathema.
This morning was no different to any other- he had slept perhaps two hours and felt like he had too much energy to contain himself. He had risen before the sun and performed a customary training session in the woods. He had taken his bow today and worked his body hard till he was panting. He used three training arrows over a two hour traning session and in the end they were blunt where they had hit the tree trunks. He wanted to drop his bow and arrows home before making his way around to Halifax to see if he could find a dagger there. However, an odd noise came to him as he made his way back home. A coyote. Blue eyes locked onto the small figure and he allowed a small growl escape him as he approached.
"You are dangerously close to Anathema's border, stranger."
Came his low voice as he slung the bow over his back. The bowstring slashed across his barrel chest from his two-legged position and he was wearing only a pair of cut-off jeans. He exuded an aura of strength that made him sole protector of Anathema at this point.
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ooc;; hope you dont mind dear! <33
The large slash on his arm had taken just days to crust over and scab. The stitches had been taken out a week and a bit later but he was on strict instructions from MD Demi to keep it elavated and not to use it too much. That hadn't exactly worked with the coyote who remained nameless intruded into the caves of Anathema. Such a bold act of intrusion had infuriated with warrior and he'd dragged the tiny creature out by its ear. After a short bout of anger management where the coyote had become his punch bag, Teddy had gone to leave it for dead. Naniko did not see it fit to let him die a slow death however and the pale lady had dealt the final blow. Though mostly a hit to his ego, Teddy had allowed his leader to kill the coyote.
The warrior would never be haunted by the kills made by him, or the bloody pulp he had reduced the coyote to before Naniko had turned up. But he had had trouble sleeping the night after. This was rarely anything to worry about- Teddy was not a good sleeper at the best of times and usually attempted to sleep with one eye open. He had made his home near the entrance of the cave system so he would always be at hand if anything was going on outside. It had worked so far and he had intercepted enough wolves who tried to get into Anathema.
This morning was no different to any other- he had slept perhaps two hours and felt like he had too much energy to contain himself. He had risen before the sun and performed a customary training session in the woods. He had taken his bow today and worked his body hard till he was panting. He used three training arrows over a two hour traning session and in the end they were blunt where they had hit the tree trunks. He wanted to drop his bow and arrows home before making his way around to Halifax to see if he could find a dagger there. However, an odd noise came to him as he made his way back home. A coyote. Blue eyes locked onto the small figure and he allowed a small growl escape him as he approached.
"You are dangerously close to Anathema's border, stranger."
Came his low voice as he slung the bow over his back. The bowstring slashed across his barrel chest from his two-legged position and he was wearing only a pair of cut-off jeans. He exuded an aura of strength that made him sole protector of Anathema at this point.
word count;; 446
"speech"