Skeletal Hill beat the champ

He watched her, out of the corner of his eyes, as he went to sniff at the base of the hill on her right. His stomach was flip-flopping, the back of his throat heavy and dry as he studied the collection of bones. How did so many end up here? Was it all the work of one wolf, or was this where the neighbours dumbed their leftover bones? A grimace was etched across his tawny features as he pawed at another long bone—probably a leg bone. His ears twitched in her direction as she spoke once more, earning a gracious eye roll from the young agouti. He met her gaze, briefly, before returning it to the bones. His forehead had started to throb.

Perhaps one day he would get used to the colour orange, but not today. Not even tomorrow.

Maybe he’d throw me off the falls… he mused aloud, a ghost of smile tugging at his lips as he used a large (wolf? bear?) skull to step up on, his nose pointed toward the top of the hill. Do you think whoever did this is still around? He wasn’t sure what he would prefer: getting tossed off the falls by Askan or having his bones bleached in the sun in this dismal place.

(This post was last modified: Nov 26, 2017, 04:57 PM by Sachiel.)

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aka he curses a lot due to his frustation with his memory loss

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"That sounds more likely." Hawthorne responded with a light teasing tone. The thought of someone getting pushed off the falls would have seen morbid had she not been standing with a hill of bones in front of her. It also helped that it was Plant Boy with her and not some total stranger.

A brow raised sharply as she looked over at him standing on a skull. "I'm thinking more than just one whoever." She began to try and clamber up the hill. "So yeah," The young girl started off as her head turned over her shoulder to catch a glimpse of her tawny friend. "They're probably still alive." Which was an awful thought but hey. He had asked and she was answering honestly.

He snickered at her confirmation, his gaze focused on the top of the hill. As much as the boy wanted to climb the bone clad hill Sachiel wasn’t sure it was stable enough. His brows pinched together in concentration, the corners of his mouth drooping. At her next comment he nodded in agreement, his stomach turning over at the thought of multiple wolves, monsters, demons, whatevers bringing bones back… Gross.

His ears twitched at the sound of bones shifting as Pumpkin Eyes began to clamber up the hill. His heart rate quickened, mismatched eyes widening. … they’re probably still alive. Well, that was reassuring. Well let’s hope they’ve gone out for lunch, he hissed, his eyes observing the bones beneath their paws as he took another step up. He didn’t like the way the bones shifted beneath his paws. He gulped, his uncertainty growing.

ridge is a mature character

aka he curses a lot due to his frustation with his memory loss

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ridge associates colours with moods/feelings & uses them to describe others

She couldn't help but let out a loud fit of laughter at his comment. "So we can see them bringing back more bones for the hill?" Hawthorne gave a wide smile, her tail swishing easily behind her. Maybe she was being a bit too hard on him but it was hard not to be! Plant Boy had wild ideas and she simply wanted to fuel the ideas.

One misplaced paw changed her mind though. Bones slipped out from underneath her as she had a short tumble to the bottom. Maybe she was becoming a klutz. Or maybe she was just walking in the wrong places. With a huff she stood up, looking at the bones that followed her down. "Do you think they'd notice one missing?" It was a serious question as she contemplated which one she would even want to take.

Uh, duh, he countered with a dramatic roll of his eyes. The thought was mildly terrifying, but it would still be interesting to see who was collecting all these bones. Even if it was a bit morbid. And the possibility of them joining the bones on the hill was very high.

A yelp escaped him as the girl slipped on the bones, tumbling down beside him. Oh no, oh no, oh n— Luckily it had not been a far fall to the bottom and she collected herself almost immediately upon hitting the ground. A sigh of relief escaped him as he scrambled down the hill to accompany her. He studied her, a bewildered expression on his face as he searched for any signs of injury. Nothing—good.

The question that rolled off her tongue earned a raised eyebrow from the boy, his mismatched gaze trailing along the pile of bones that followed her down. He shrugged before nudging a long bone onto his nose in an attempt to balance it: What about two?

ridge is a mature character

aka he curses a lot due to his frustation with his memory loss

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ridge associates colours with moods/feelings & uses them to describe others

thinking we could wrap this up?

His concern, while strange, was flattering. Regardless she just needed a good shake and stretch to get going again.

She smiled wide as he tried to balance a bone on his nose. Hawthorne knew that Plant Boy would be good to keep around, even if only for his good sense of humor. Oh, well, he also knew about plants which was helpful.

"Well two would help even it out sooo." Her shoulders shrugged as a mischievous grin spread over her face. There was a shuffle of bones that broke her smile. It didn't seem to come from either of them, sending her fur up. "Grab one and let's go!" Because actually facing the bone collector was more terrifying than joking about it.

The young girl quickly snagged an old jawbone before jogging down the path they had come from, hoping Plant Boy would follow her lead.

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The bone fell from his nose and he flashed the girl a sheepish grin, his mismatched gaze analyzing the bones closest to them. There were a few that interested him—many he had never seen before. He wasn’t even sure what animals some of them belonged to. His tail wagged in agreement at her comment, his brows wiggling mischievously. He was glad Pumpkin Eyes was on the same page as him. The excitement dimmed when he heard the shuffle of bones, causing the fur on the back of his neck to bristle. Not today! Following suit, the boy grabbed a big vertebrae bone, which looked like it belonged to a moose or an elk, before sprinting after his greyscale friend. Excitement fuelled his steps as he quickly overtook the girl, a cheeky grin sprawled around the bone in his mouth as he sauntered through the trees. C’mon s’owp’ke!

ridge is a mature character

aka he curses a lot due to his frustation with his memory loss

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ridge associates colours with moods/feelings & uses them to describe others