02-15-2008, 05:17 PM
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The journey from Laruku's den to the den that he and Naniko had once shared was a short one, though to the tired and, quite frankly, scared shitless male, it was an eternity of a walk. He was tired and worn, having spent three sleepless days just traveling back to Bleeding Souls, and being less one leg didn't help matters at all. The den came into sight finally, about midday now, and seeing it caused the weary male to smile. There was actually a period where he was almost certain he would be killed, he never thought he'd see home again. Inching himself closer, Conri stopped when he reached the entrance, hesitant and unsure. Laruku had been right though, Naniko at least deserved to know that he was alive. Lowering his head, inhaling deeply at the scent that lingered from the den, Conri called out. "Nani?" There was no answer though, no movement. After a few moments of silence Conri decided that she wasn't there, but he wouldn't just give up and disappear. Instead, he seated himself to wait. Eventually the sitting turned to laying, his tired body forcing him to the ground, and soon enough he was curled up comfortably in the dirt. He was laying on his right side, the missing leg and patch of thick scar that had replaced it displayed to the world. Soon enough jade eyes fell closed and the male slept. It wasn't a deep sleep either. His dreams were riddled with horror and terrible memories that made him twitch and whine as he lay. |