Spectral Woods bwp: Blood & Gold

   

The dark wolf leaped forwards, teeth bared, but he was too late. Instead of getting a solid hold of their prey, his teeth barely grazed it, snapping shut around thin air. A snarl escaped him, and his head whipped around to follow the boar, just soon enough to see it collide with the pale boy. "Serach!" Drestig roared, fear rushing through him as the Donata tumbled to the ground. The boar had lost its balance too, sprawled on the forest floor only a few feet away, but Drestig's full attention was on Serach, paws quickly carrying him to the lad's side. His heart thumped loudly in his ears as he watched the boy struggle to get back on his feet, clearly dazed after the impact. Drestig reached out to support the other, nose wrinkling at the smell of blood; He's hurt! Serach had discovered as much, his simple declaration clearly pronouncing him out of the game. The leader glanced briefly over his shoulder, to make sure they were all safe and the pig hadn't decided to take up the fight, then he made a swift decision; "Let it run!" He commanded, in case Veed was getting any ideas, then his attention returned once more to Serach. "Is it bad?" Drestig asked, much more softly, worry lining his face. He knew little about healing, but he thought he could tell a non-fatal injury from a deadly one. Still he feared for young man, and felt no small amount of guilt about what had happened. "Come," He urged gently; "We better get you back home." Word count: 263 Thoughts ”Speech”

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@Veed @Serach

Ambrosius hit the dirt with a loud squeal, pain shooting through his shoulder, eyes swimming. His legs flailed in the air, head veering as he tried to right the teetering world before him. There was commotion among the beasts behind him, and the young boar couldn't keep the fearful grunts from escaping his throat as he struggled. Time seemed to pass excessively slow, and yet way too fast; Any moment, any moment now they could be on him!

But no jagged teeth bit into his rear, no murderous claws ripped up his rugged skin. Instead, he eventually managed his way back up, shaking his head to clear the last fog, pain still pounding both in his leg and shoulder, though he ignored it. Ambrosius did not look back to see who might be after him, he simply sprinted off into the forest, turning his nose back home as quickly as he could move. Mother would not be happy… But he wasn't gonna hang around here any longer.

Ambrosius has escaped! - Maybe he will return again for another chance later on...

Going to archive this thread now!

Drestig was at his side in a moment, and Serach leaned against the older wolf for support. His wound was not a serious one, but in the two years he had been actively hunting larger prey animals with his pack, he had never sustained an injury before and now he was in shock at having his luck run out. The boar was still squealing, and Serach's ears twitched as he heard the beast take off, running for safety while the wolves were distracted. Slowly, the youth turned his head to look to see where Veed had gone, but there were no signs of the strange white male. Narrowing his eyes, Serach scowled as he nodded in agreement with Drestig. "I'll be fine, I think. It's just a scratch," he said, trying to muster more bravado than he felt as he began to limp in the direction of the pack den. There was going to be hell to pay if he ever saw @Veed again, though, that was for damn sure.