Woe of a wolf

Niro Takekuro · 08-15-2010, 12:16 PM

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WC: 532 (5 Points) OOC: One preferred, and he is stuck in his lupis form so you know… and he’s miserable.

Niro hurt in both his pride and his body… he was stuck in the hotel until his leg healed enough for him to walk around… and his front paw wasn’t doing so great either, it was far worse in fact… he’d lost his little toe due to the fact his little bones had been shattered. He didn’t feel bad for himself, he deserved it, he’d gotten distracted in the hunt, he got to cocky, something that he didn’t do right had gone utterly wrong. He was just glad that his mistake didn’t happen to anyone else. He didn’t even know if they’d gotten their chase or not he had been in shock since the he was tossed and stepped on. He’d been lucky that he didn’t lose the whole thing. He couldn’t remember much that followed for a while, even once his shock wore off, he just didn’t understand what was going on. Today was his first day out of bed for a few days, so much was on his mind now, he thought he’d just sit outside, hoping the wind would carry his worries to the sea, he couldn’t move far from the hotel at all, he even couldn’t go upstairs, he’d been sleeping on the couch in the Chien hotel, as uncomfortable as it was.

He had to belly his way onto the porch, which made him feel the lowest of the low, and he lay, staring at the bandaged paw, what was it going to look like when he was able to change back to his optime form? He knew he wouldn’t have a pinky, not after the whole escapade, he just felt lucky he didn’t lose the whole paw. Niro was afraid to change back because of his injuries, he’d been injured once before back when he wasn’t in the pack, and changing was not a good idea. Now his injuries were much more severe, he was stuck in the form he hated the most… he couldn’t pick things up, and poor Marahute, she was at his side at all times still, but he couldn’t even feed the poor baby bird. She must have been fed by someone because she was not angry with him. In fact she seemed rather quiet, she looked like she sympathized even though she’d never gotten hurt. He hoped she wouldn’t it would break his heart. He looked at his feathered friend who flew out with him… he was lucky it had been so hot that night that the doors were left open or he’d have been stuck inside till someone opened the door. He groaned, feeling bored, he was suppose to be checking his traps now, and feeding Tobias…instead here he was laying on the porch. This was not his lifestyle… he’d promised himself not to get hurt like this again, he doubted there would always be a healer on call that could get to him fast. He didn’t even know who’d taken care of him. Just that someone was there, giving him twice as much pain by fixing his broken leg… he wanted to meet the wolf that did it so that he could thank him or her properly.

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