It seems I have stumbled blindly (lol) into some kind of gathering of wolves. Lucky? Only time will tell. My ass is still apparently blind, so let's not talk about luck okay?
As quickly as have fallen into the gathering, I am lifted ever so gently from the ground. My small frame freezes in horror, thinking only the worst. This is it, I'm about to get eaten by some predator. They already took my eyes, now they are here to finish me off. I curl my fluffy, muddy frame into itself, if I had eyes left they would be shut tight in anticipation. I am carried briefly through the air before being set gently down on something hard. I sit still as a statue, my toes trembling from horror and adrenaline. A tongue grazes the top of my head and I curl my toes into my body. Yeuck! What the hell was that?! My questions are quickly answered when a female voice tells me gently that I am safe. I huff feverishly in response, finding myself at a complete loss for words.
As the voice of the one who dubbed me safe addresses what I can only assume to be another wolf, another wet nose bumps my shoulder and I just about jump out of my pelt. A shiver creeps up my spine as I blindly stare into the darkness that is now my world. welcome home, I'm diosa the young fae says. Home huh? I this my home? These wolves are so kind... and the other voice had picked me up like her own pup. Using my nose I try to look back at the younger female voice. As quietly as I dare I try to scoot myself in what I think is her direction, trying to be close to another body for comfort in my confusion.
"Do, do I know you?"
I whisper back barely audible. It is unlikely that she hears me as the other is speaking again, addressing what I can only assume is a crowd. I freeze again, trying to listen.
She is Lucaya? A queen... sweet! A queen picked little old muddy, blind me up and told me I was safe. Badassss! She rattles off a couple names as her children and I can't help but wonder if one of them is me. Diosa, the one who nudged me is one of them as well. She also mentions a new member, maybe that's me? I tilt my head to the side in thought, my oversized ears flopping to the side allowing a dollup of mud to fly off.
Then she mentions vampires. Vampwhat?! The undead?! Am I undead? Is that why I'm blind? Did I die? I thought Vampires could see. I sit in silence and wonder as I listen to the rest of her speech, at some point it dulls out into a whisper as I get lost in my thoughts.
Player (OOC) Name: Pompeii
Email: dkw-designs@comcast.net
Leviathan
From the mouth of the ocean and the eye of the wave
You erupt in my being and leap from my grave;
A lover so gloomy, yet dreadfully bright
You're clothed with darkness but crowned with light.
You come in the spark, you soar with the fire
The mist is your pillow, the tornado your choir;
I will kiss you to sleep on the wild ocean crest
A sleeping volcano, an earthquake at rest.
Male || Lone || Young Adult
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