i was alone, so i set a fire and wasted it all on you

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Blood wept and pooled from the open cuts in his mouth. It collected in the back of his throat, in the bottom of his jaw. It collected and pooled until there was nowhere else to go but out—

And it spilled from the sides of his mouth, from out over his cut, off-coloured, darkened gums and blackened lips, saliva and blood mixed together.

His jaws were dark and wet with it. Dark and wet with the drying blood.

He panted.

The edges of his tongue curled and foiled between the points of his teeth.

His breath high and reedy.

He struggled to swallow.

His neck and jaw hurt.

Puncture marks, buried in the fur.

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Wandering outside Empyrean land, the smell of blood was within the air. Her nose twitched, and she prowled through the areas to find such a scent, but as she got closer.. Her assumption of perhaps an injured prey was wrong, and rather a lone wolf was within the making. In the distance a man of tans was there, blood seeping and dripped as he went ; a rather gruesome appearance that matched the red-blood of his eyes as well. A nightmare, to say, but as she looked around there was none that looked to be attacking..

Ara stood distances away, open to the view, as she stared at this man with a slight narrowed look and caution.

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He panted.

Continued to try—and struggle, and fail—to swallow with bruised, capillary-broken lungs. His airways compromised. His breathing rattled. Whistled.

“What.” He grunted, at her, at them.

His voice cracked.

Broke.

He licked his lips. Smeared the blood across his chin and jaw.

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They were not well. A wheezing of a voice and panting through the harm that was, and Ara looked around half expecting someone to dash out to finish the job. Yet though a scuffle most likely had occurred, there was not another in the vicinity that came forth with a vengeance, "did you win?" Ara asked curiously, because if there was no one after.. Perhaps he had won such a fight?

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She did nothing more than stare—

And he moved, slow, and pained. His ribcage and side bruised. He favoured his right side.

‘Did you win?’

“Yes.”

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Empyrean favored the strong, although could use a plethora of skills regardless, the more they held with strength, the more prowess the showed to the lesser packs, and less of a chance for raids. Not that they ever have had any, or even any enemies that float around as a pack altogether, peace, since the time she was born and now, has always been strong, "Do you need a pack?" she inquired to the red-eyed man who said he won, but was now covered in blood.

But such a reckless individual to fight without one to his name.. Somehow she doubted he'd take her offer, and yet an excitement brew in her young heart to bring her mother home a possible guard. .. Although gazing at him, he didn't look strong. Average-sized man, his scowl was worse then any prowess but he held some athleticism, at the very least.

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‘Do you need a pack?’

He snorted.

Huffed.

It hurt his throat. Sent a pang, dull and blunt, to his aching brain.

“No.” He grunted.

His breath rasped.

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He moved on.

The conversation was over.

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Her golden eyes narrowed as she looked at him, who firmly rejected and move on. A shame, she so thought, a chance to shine was left and the loss of someone who may be of use. She wasn't one to stop him though.. Watching until his figure would depart, or either turn back and inquire more. Ara wouldn't go far from Empyrean, especially to badger a man who showed no interest in converse.

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