04-03-2018, 08:53 PM
&& BLOOD CLEARING - NEW BEGINNINGS!
Argus was well accustomed to dying over and over. It was the trick of her immortality- that it really wasn't immortality. It was just a knack for waking back up. Each killing blow delivered on any body of the wolf's possession split her fur with inky fractures, where once black blood would flow into the open soil as a body was freshly possessed. Death was common to her, it was a friend- inviting and welcoming but nothing she ever really wanted. Someone that could not stay fully & leave just as quickly as it came.
Argus was very conscious of her own scars for this reason. She liked to show them off when she was feeling a little too powerful, liked to pretend this home was her first one, and that she could earn their respect with the flash of second-hand warning signals under her fur. But she was quickly reminded when they were pointed out when one got a little too curious and started asking how she got them, to which the answer was to quickly cover them up.
The scent of blood was an ichor that brought the large canid over. Wings folding around her back as she landed next to Gorgie, nose twitching every few moments as she looked the other over for the injury and... the one on the side of his head was definitely fatal. "Probably best to clean you up, I'm pretty sure we've got a voodoo hut in camp if you don't mind following me?" Argus only offered to help because she knew how little some people wanted people to pay attention to their wounds. Ruby eyes flickering over the other for any more injuries. "Bet yes, welcome home. I am argus. Someone who knows what they're doing with medicine since we don't per say have a stand in a healer for the time being."
Argus was very conscious of her own scars for this reason. She liked to show them off when she was feeling a little too powerful, liked to pretend this home was her first one, and that she could earn their respect with the flash of second-hand warning signals under her fur. But she was quickly reminded when they were pointed out when one got a little too curious and started asking how she got them, to which the answer was to quickly cover them up.
The scent of blood was an ichor that brought the large canid over. Wings folding around her back as she landed next to Gorgie, nose twitching every few moments as she looked the other over for the injury and... the one on the side of his head was definitely fatal. "Probably best to clean you up, I'm pretty sure we've got a voodoo hut in camp if you don't mind following me?" Argus only offered to help because she knew how little some people wanted people to pay attention to their wounds. Ruby eyes flickering over the other for any more injuries. "Bet yes, welcome home. I am argus. Someone who knows what they're doing with medicine since we don't per say have a stand in a healer for the time being."