05-11-2008, 06:27 PM
His leg was killing him, it stung like ten thousand bees where sting his leg. The male wanted to tear up and cry, or just tear the leg off, and hope and pray that he was still able to function with out the leg. Knowing if he didn't try to fight it, and didn't try to craw into the lands that the poison wouldn't be able to travel though as quickly. He wanted to live, but if his death came, it came. How would his pack know him as? What would Deuce know of him as? So many questions...though one laying on his mind....how foolish he was for letting this happen.
Hearing the voice, he knew it, the poison wasn't going to his mind...yet. Image blurred, the male opened his eyes as she looked to him, she was shifted. The male sighed softly, he was a klutz, not at all a graceful Lead hunter. "Snake..bite...It was a rattler...." He groaned his breathing was getting harder for him and him to do. He laid his head back down. "Summer? Mommy?!"and the poison was making it's effect on his brain.
Hearing the voice, he knew it, the poison wasn't going to his mind...yet. Image blurred, the male opened his eyes as she looked to him, she was shifted. The male sighed softly, he was a klutz, not at all a graceful Lead hunter. "Snake..bite...It was a rattler...." He groaned his breathing was getting harder for him and him to do. He laid his head back down. "Summer? Mommy?!"and the poison was making it's effect on his brain.