02-11-2023, 12:05 AM
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I'M MEANER THAN MY DEMONS,
As patients and couch-crashers lay sleeping or trying to sleep within the medic's home, said medic had buried her face in her own paws in her sleep, tail lashing and claws pulling in old blankets. Moonlight cast into the room from the window, painting her face a milky light. Her expression was that of pain, memories awoken as deep-rooted nightmares.
Soon the muttering had began, drifting out of her half-closed door into the house itself. Gentle whispers of pleads and begs, shoulders spasming as she let out soft cries. And soon enough, her body slumped to one side. As she continued to beg into the air, she shook her head violently, throwing herself further to the edge of the bed. With each shake, she got closer and closer, until...
THUD! Her shoulder collided with the wooden floor, the pain of the impact waking her up with a startled gasp. Dark. Why was it so dark? Who turned off the lights!? The tigress panicked, feeling out with massive paws. And she tried to stand up, only to stumble and fall down again as pain shot down her shoulder. A dull throb of pain rolled from the small gashes on her underside, and she huffed. It was so... so, dark.
// Seven woke up from a nightmare and fell off her bed,,, if you want your character to be in one of the spare rooms bc she's tending to their wounds or allowing them stay, they'd be able to hear her struggling.
Soon the muttering had began, drifting out of her half-closed door into the house itself. Gentle whispers of pleads and begs, shoulders spasming as she let out soft cries. And soon enough, her body slumped to one side. As she continued to beg into the air, she shook her head violently, throwing herself further to the edge of the bed. With each shake, she got closer and closer, until...
THUD! Her shoulder collided with the wooden floor, the pain of the impact waking her up with a startled gasp. Dark. Why was it so dark? Who turned off the lights!? The tigress panicked, feeling out with massive paws. And she tried to stand up, only to stumble and fall down again as pain shot down her shoulder. A dull throb of pain rolled from the small gashes on her underside, and she huffed. It was so... so, dark.
// Seven woke up from a nightmare and fell off her bed,,, if you want your character to be in one of the spare rooms bc she's tending to their wounds or allowing them stay, they'd be able to hear her struggling.
@/teef
✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* But you could buy up all the stars, and it wouldn't change who you are.*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧
Seven -- Tigress -- Congregants of Genesis