07-04-2011, 11:42 PM
Injuries; Three broken fingers on his right land, four sets of deep gashes on his side and stomach, bite marks in the side of his neck just missing the jugular, and on his face which will permanently scar. A lot of shallow gashes and cuts everywhere, his tail is also broken at the tip.
Basically his shit is all kinds of fucked up Xd and if mizu doesn't stop the bleeding then he is going to die of bloodloss D:
1000+
Blood. It was everywhere and all over him, he had been transformed from a creature of shades of brown to crimson red, there was almost no patch of him not covered in his own lifeblood. The cougar had come from out of nowhere it seemed and had attacked with no provocation at all, there had been no scent of a kill nearby and it had been a male so it wasn't protecting its cubs. The man had almost just lost his life, with every beat of his heart more of his blood found its way out of his wounds and into his fur, dripping from pretty much every surface of his body and pushing him closer to the edge of collapse and ultimately to death.
His right hand was completely dead and the fingers didn't respond to the orders for them to move but that didn't stop it from causing him intense pain just like every other nerve ending, that were all screaming at him in a throbbing unison. Pure will and fury kept the man on his feet and stopped him collapsing to the floor, endless love for his daughter made him put one foot in front of the other and walk forwards. The man left a trail of blood on the vegetation and ground as he passed, it shined almost silvery in the light of the fast approaching evening and his lips twisted in sarcastic humor and then grimaced in agony as his broken tail brushed against the trunk of a tree. He stumbled and it took a supreme effort to bring his hands up and stop himself from headbutting the roots of a tree, his energy deserted him and the man found himself struggling futile against a body that did not want to get up.
Fine. If he had to crawl then he would, he was not going to die, not here and not tonight. But just thinking the words were not enough to make his body respond to him. A puddle of crimson liquid was forming underneath him now and was growing larger with every second, all of a sudden there was an angry shout in his ear as loud as could be, he looked around wildly but there was no one around, then it came again this time with words and an extremely angry italian accent to it, it was instantly recognizable to him and made him smile, his mate had come to guide him into the afterlife.. how nice was that.
"Get up! Get up now you coward! Get up I say!" He shook his head almost lazily, he couldn't move, a damning calm was descending over him and he knew it was dangerous, very dangerous but was completely helpless against it.
"Cannot j'adore. I am dieing." Her anger almost scorched him and felt as though the trees and bushes around him should burst into flames. His head lolled limply to the side, the edges of his vision were beginning to black out, traveling inwards slowly. He felt energy gathering somewhere close by to him and then he was hauled upright in an extreme display of physical strength, she had drawn up his own strength that was leeching out of his body and used it against of him, how ironic. Now he was on his feet his head ached and the world spun alarmingly.
Her glow was dull but was sufficient to point her out amongst the leaves and greenery, she was just as beautiful as the day he met her and the day she died, the color of her fur and eyes were visible just barely and it seemed like she had used up a lot of energy to pull him to his feet. The man took a staggering step towards her and her ghost moved back away from him, her anger still burned at him but he didn't care and smiled goofily at her,
I want to be coming with you Kaily, let me come with you." The man pleaded, tears filling his eyes up and spilling over down his cheeks. Again he staggered towards his mate's ghost and again she moved out of his reach.
"Follow me beloved..." The ghost began to back away and he followed, blinded to his pain and slowly dieing body as he followed his mate slowly with staggering steps. Blood was flowing faster now as he was being active and moving about, pumping from his rapidly and dangerously cooling body. He followed her through the forest, a man entrapped in his past and his love for the woman with his arm outstretched towards her hoping that at any moment she would stop and let him embrace her again like he hadn't been able to do for the past 8 months. His snow pale eyes were glued to her entrancing form and he often tripped over tree roots or vines.
Eventually although he did not recognise the area they began to get deeper into the AniWaya territory and closer to the house of J'adore and Mizu, the latter of who could help him and heal him and fix his injuries. The ghost knew this, it was evident to all but León in her sad, somber eyes as she lead him to the one thing she did not want. She could have been selfish and let her mate die and join her on the other side but he had so much to live for, and thier daughter needed him. She could not be there for Analise in body bit through León in spirit she could help, the ghost of the woman brushed away a few pearly tears that fell. The house was in sight now, growing closer all the while and she urged him on, told him to hurry,
"Come on love, just a little further, you're almost there, keep going." It was all he could do to keep up with her, even with the lure of her embrace to keep him moving his legs were picking up slower and slower. Finally she stopped and he stumbled forwards into an embrace that was barely there, feeling small hands comb gently through his hair and then she was nearly gone and with the last of her strength she used it to push the door open so hard it slammed off of the wall, the noise ricocheting through the house for everyone to hear. The man stumbled as the one thing holding him up disappeared and he tumbled through the doorway, landing half in and half out of it on the floor, a low groan escaping him.
Basically his shit is all kinds of fucked up Xd and if mizu doesn't stop the bleeding then he is going to die of bloodloss D:
1000+
Blood. It was everywhere and all over him, he had been transformed from a creature of shades of brown to crimson red, there was almost no patch of him not covered in his own lifeblood. The cougar had come from out of nowhere it seemed and had attacked with no provocation at all, there had been no scent of a kill nearby and it had been a male so it wasn't protecting its cubs. The man had almost just lost his life, with every beat of his heart more of his blood found its way out of his wounds and into his fur, dripping from pretty much every surface of his body and pushing him closer to the edge of collapse and ultimately to death.
His right hand was completely dead and the fingers didn't respond to the orders for them to move but that didn't stop it from causing him intense pain just like every other nerve ending, that were all screaming at him in a throbbing unison. Pure will and fury kept the man on his feet and stopped him collapsing to the floor, endless love for his daughter made him put one foot in front of the other and walk forwards. The man left a trail of blood on the vegetation and ground as he passed, it shined almost silvery in the light of the fast approaching evening and his lips twisted in sarcastic humor and then grimaced in agony as his broken tail brushed against the trunk of a tree. He stumbled and it took a supreme effort to bring his hands up and stop himself from headbutting the roots of a tree, his energy deserted him and the man found himself struggling futile against a body that did not want to get up.
Fine. If he had to crawl then he would, he was not going to die, not here and not tonight. But just thinking the words were not enough to make his body respond to him. A puddle of crimson liquid was forming underneath him now and was growing larger with every second, all of a sudden there was an angry shout in his ear as loud as could be, he looked around wildly but there was no one around, then it came again this time with words and an extremely angry italian accent to it, it was instantly recognizable to him and made him smile, his mate had come to guide him into the afterlife.. how nice was that.
"Get up! Get up now you coward! Get up I say!" He shook his head almost lazily, he couldn't move, a damning calm was descending over him and he knew it was dangerous, very dangerous but was completely helpless against it.
"Cannot j'adore. I am dieing." Her anger almost scorched him and felt as though the trees and bushes around him should burst into flames. His head lolled limply to the side, the edges of his vision were beginning to black out, traveling inwards slowly. He felt energy gathering somewhere close by to him and then he was hauled upright in an extreme display of physical strength, she had drawn up his own strength that was leeching out of his body and used it against of him, how ironic. Now he was on his feet his head ached and the world spun alarmingly.
Her glow was dull but was sufficient to point her out amongst the leaves and greenery, she was just as beautiful as the day he met her and the day she died, the color of her fur and eyes were visible just barely and it seemed like she had used up a lot of energy to pull him to his feet. The man took a staggering step towards her and her ghost moved back away from him, her anger still burned at him but he didn't care and smiled goofily at her,
I want to be coming with you Kaily, let me come with you." The man pleaded, tears filling his eyes up and spilling over down his cheeks. Again he staggered towards his mate's ghost and again she moved out of his reach.
"Follow me beloved..." The ghost began to back away and he followed, blinded to his pain and slowly dieing body as he followed his mate slowly with staggering steps. Blood was flowing faster now as he was being active and moving about, pumping from his rapidly and dangerously cooling body. He followed her through the forest, a man entrapped in his past and his love for the woman with his arm outstretched towards her hoping that at any moment she would stop and let him embrace her again like he hadn't been able to do for the past 8 months. His snow pale eyes were glued to her entrancing form and he often tripped over tree roots or vines.
Eventually although he did not recognise the area they began to get deeper into the AniWaya territory and closer to the house of J'adore and Mizu, the latter of who could help him and heal him and fix his injuries. The ghost knew this, it was evident to all but León in her sad, somber eyes as she lead him to the one thing she did not want. She could have been selfish and let her mate die and join her on the other side but he had so much to live for, and thier daughter needed him. She could not be there for Analise in body bit through León in spirit she could help, the ghost of the woman brushed away a few pearly tears that fell. The house was in sight now, growing closer all the while and she urged him on, told him to hurry,
"Come on love, just a little further, you're almost there, keep going." It was all he could do to keep up with her, even with the lure of her embrace to keep him moving his legs were picking up slower and slower. Finally she stopped and he stumbled forwards into an embrace that was barely there, feeling small hands comb gently through his hair and then she was nearly gone and with the last of her strength she used it to push the door open so hard it slammed off of the wall, the noise ricocheting through the house for everyone to hear. The man stumbled as the one thing holding him up disappeared and he tumbled through the doorway, landing half in and half out of it on the floor, a low groan escaping him.