Snowdrops
Pen Name
BunniesOfDoom
Ruki Eshra
BimboTheClown
Silent Showers
Daemanis
TokyoPewPew
Nortee
When he finally looked away to see the wound she could feel along her side like a burning itch, she let her head drop until her chin was resting along her collarbone. She could feel that same exhaustion from before coming back over her, accompanied by a weakness she could feel slowly moving along her limbs. Like whatever it was was slowly draining her of energy. The air that meets her skin when her shirt is lifted feels like ice, a shiver racing along her entire frame.
His soft exclamation had her eyes moving to where he was inspecting her side, free hand pressing into the wall. She was beginning to feel dizzy, stomach rolling uncomfortably in a way that had her throat working around a swallow. His words had her brows furrowing, lips parting to speak only for any words to be silenced by the gentle press of his fingers along her skin.
The sound that came from her throat was only muffled by the way her jaw clamped down hard at the pressure, knees almost buckling as black spots appear before her eyes. It's like he's pressing on a nerve, the wolf in her head snaps and bass its teeth. The mention of the bullet poisoning her echoing in her ears, heart pounding harshly along her temples.
His next words were accompanied by a tone that she knew was meant to be confident and reassuring. And yet her ears catch the way his heart skips a beat, and somehow instinctively she knows he's not being completely honest. But in this scenario he's all she has, and despite everything she trusts him. There's a part of her that's bulking at the idea of aid, she bites her lip and swallows around a throat that feels like sandpaper.
"Yeah, but....we should move to the bathroom I think..." She manages in a low whisper she's not even sure he hears, she's beginning to shake for real now as a chill settles over her body. Breathing ruggedly in a way that it feels like it echos in the silence, Aneira straightens up as best she can as her other hand settles over his at her side. There are warning bells going off in her head that she can't help but wince at, teeth gritting hard enough to make her jaw ache. The world is growing fuzzy around the edges, that chill seeming to spread like liquid along her entire body. Like the scab that's not bleeding again, her body is trying to heal itself while also shutting down to protect itself from further harm.
Her tongue feels like lead in her mouth, knees trembling even as she tries to adjust her grip on the wall. She can't tell him that the apartment still has water, that she can hear that faint buzzing of electricity moving through the unit like a bee. Words have left her brain, even the wolf fades as her knees finally give and she tilts forward.
His soft exclamation had her eyes moving to where he was inspecting her side, free hand pressing into the wall. She was beginning to feel dizzy, stomach rolling uncomfortably in a way that had her throat working around a swallow. His words had her brows furrowing, lips parting to speak only for any words to be silenced by the gentle press of his fingers along her skin.
The sound that came from her throat was only muffled by the way her jaw clamped down hard at the pressure, knees almost buckling as black spots appear before her eyes. It's like he's pressing on a nerve, the wolf in her head snaps and bass its teeth. The mention of the bullet poisoning her echoing in her ears, heart pounding harshly along her temples.
His next words were accompanied by a tone that she knew was meant to be confident and reassuring. And yet her ears catch the way his heart skips a beat, and somehow instinctively she knows he's not being completely honest. But in this scenario he's all she has, and despite everything she trusts him. There's a part of her that's bulking at the idea of aid, she bites her lip and swallows around a throat that feels like sandpaper.
"Yeah, but....we should move to the bathroom I think..." She manages in a low whisper she's not even sure he hears, she's beginning to shake for real now as a chill settles over her body. Breathing ruggedly in a way that it feels like it echos in the silence, Aneira straightens up as best she can as her other hand settles over his at her side. There are warning bells going off in her head that she can't help but wince at, teeth gritting hard enough to make her jaw ache. The world is growing fuzzy around the edges, that chill seeming to spread like liquid along her entire body. Like the scab that's not bleeding again, her body is trying to heal itself while also shutting down to protect itself from further harm.
Her tongue feels like lead in her mouth, knees trembling even as she tries to adjust her grip on the wall. She can't tell him that the apartment still has water, that she can hear that faint buzzing of electricity moving through the unit like a bee. Words have left her brain, even the wolf fades as her knees finally give and she tilts forward.
