Take this torture from my head [p]
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Mew's just been half-eaten/broken by Asphyxia (still playing that thread out but I need one where she's messed up a little) so I was hoping that's o.k. with you?

The house was rather large, and old. Naturally, it was old, seeing as it was from the humans, but it seemed as if it had been there for a while even when they were here. It was, luckily, not built from the typical concrete materials (dodgy stuff, and easily dangerous) that she had seen in the old large city in the former territories, but from big logs of wood. It proved more enduring, at least when it came to safety, but rot was eating it up, with no one to take care of it. Silently, Mew looked around, enjoying the architecture. In her current state, it made her think of herself. Good, sturdy, but broken if neglected. And she had neglected herself. Licking a sore paw, she wondered what to do with it. So, she had been stupid enough to wander into dangerous areas. She hadn't dared to find any mirror-like surface, afraid of what she might see. Her face was still throbbing, and so was her shoulder and neck. Legs threatened to give way under her, so she had sat down, but struggled to maintain it with her forelegs, having run too much and for too long. Adrenaline sure helped out, but it left you rather empty of energy.


With a whimper of self pity the female laid down, carefully adjusting her body so the damaged shoulder blade didn't feel too painful. Her normally so white and well-tended fur was more pale than beautifully bright, with a grayish color to it, as if dirty, yet she had taken a bath. Her face was bruised and swollen, somehow shapeless. Just as well she hadn't found a mirroring surface. In total she felt exhausted, and tired. Yet she had slept well, but the feeling just wouldn't let go. For some odd reason pains wrecked her spine as well, although she knew very well she hadn't damaged it in the fight. She didn't have the energy to think about it, and even though she was not sleepy-tired, she was tired in a different way. Sounds of rain trickled across the roof of the building, but it gave her no comfort now, like it usually did. She knew she wouldn't sleep, but she would just lie there until she did anyway, even if it wasted a whole day.


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