08-03-2021, 09:56 PM
For @Vengeance cus you are my dad! You're my dad, boogiewoogiewoogie
The stormcloak dragged the body of an adolescent moose over the borders of the reach with tired huffs and puffs. There was a scrape over his shoulder out of which fresh crimson spilled, as well as a cut on his left front leg. The meal of the day had put up a fight, which had made it all the more satisfying to finally watch the life fade from its large prey eyes. His injuries were minor, given the boy had been in way over his head. He'd gotten lucky, sure, but one couldn't deny his hunting skills should they have seen him in action that day. With loads of free time and an itch to roam, Almight had been perfecting his hunting each day. Sometimes he came back empty handed, sometimes with a meal large enough for a feast.
He plopped down the end of the body he was dragging when he came to the river, washing his wounds with moist tongue and a dip in the water. It barely stung at this point, he was getting used to pain. The only pain he could barely handle was the one on the inside, a pain no cleaning could ever fix.
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