06-23-2024, 08:42 PM
His body, his choice. That was right. Dead Eye did not expect to get rid of his eye anytime soon, nor did he see it popping or leaking fluids either. Vayu probably thought the same. "Will do," he replied dully.
The cheetah's sudden laugh startled him slightly. He crooked his head off to the side as he listened to the other, offering a chuff in return. "That may be for the best," the canine pointed out. Dead Eye used to seek out recognition and fortune, but he had long given that up since his life-changing injuries. Nowadays, he chose to stick to the caves or wander off elsewhere, rather than being bothered by other descendants. He already had the dead bothering him constantly, so why would he want more company?
Xyr shit-eating grin did put him off the idea though, especially after the mention of trial and error. Xanti did not seem too interested in the idea either. "If it isn't broke, don't fix it, I suppose." Considering how often the clay crumbled while he was eating, his dentures were sometimes broken, but it was nothing he could not fix. His mouth, on the other hand, was a different story. Xanti's method of 'fixing it' would be much harsher. The dentures provided a suitable solution without any associated pain.
Shifting back to the previous subject to avoid talking about his condition, he pointed a paw out towards the doctor curiously. "Have you come to pay your respects, Xanti?" His tone was slightly teasing and somewhat doubtful. Xanti showed up with no sacrifice and, unless they planned to give themselves away to the lava, Dead Eye doubted they were here to dedicate themselves to Vayu.
The cheetah's sudden laugh startled him slightly. He crooked his head off to the side as he listened to the other, offering a chuff in return. "That may be for the best," the canine pointed out. Dead Eye used to seek out recognition and fortune, but he had long given that up since his life-changing injuries. Nowadays, he chose to stick to the caves or wander off elsewhere, rather than being bothered by other descendants. He already had the dead bothering him constantly, so why would he want more company?
Xyr shit-eating grin did put him off the idea though, especially after the mention of trial and error. Xanti did not seem too interested in the idea either. "If it isn't broke, don't fix it, I suppose." Considering how often the clay crumbled while he was eating, his dentures were sometimes broken, but it was nothing he could not fix. His mouth, on the other hand, was a different story. Xanti's method of 'fixing it' would be much harsher. The dentures provided a suitable solution without any associated pain.
Shifting back to the previous subject to avoid talking about his condition, he pointed a paw out towards the doctor curiously. "Have you come to pay your respects, Xanti?" His tone was slightly teasing and somewhat doubtful. Xanti showed up with no sacrifice and, unless they planned to give themselves away to the lava, Dead Eye doubted they were here to dedicate themselves to Vayu.
"DEAD EYE"
HALF BLIND MANED WOLF — DESCENDANTS OF THE DEPARTED