#horrorich

                >> ⚔️ <<                                  ❝        IT DOESN’T HAVE    to be difficult.   it either was you or a    sister    of yours.    which is it    ??       ❞                

@horrorich

Kharon blinks, “Not everyone in need of help is helpless, I just thought you could use a hand. But if I have offended you somehow... then, I am sorry.” He offers in a gentle tone, head dipping as he said ‘sorry’. 

@horrorich​ said:  " need a hand ? "

     tick-tock goes the lecture room clock, counting down the actual seconds of his life he won’t get back by being hunched over his desk. the presentation has ended, perhaps, ten minutes ago while their professor ( doctor, agent, fbi, whatever ) mistakes the sound of their feet filing out as hooves echoing against linoleum. how was it possible for one person to be tranquilized while standing so perfectly still? back to the entrance and the flutter of lashes ‘gainst cheekbones that dares to draw all attention from the twitch of his trigger finger. unknowingly, there’s a box in his grasp and his moment makes it seem that he is struggling with picking it up or carrying it altogether. need a hand? the voice sounds like it’s embedded right in the membrane of his skull  --- could damn well been another hallucination offering false hope, but since when has his mind aided him? recently, it’s been damning him right back to hell.

         color floods back into his bleakness and will finds the classroom lights to be uncomfortably bright to his eyes. where did he lay his glasses? he had laid them down five minutes prior to the session ending, of course. he takes the time to collect thoughts that ran rampant until the woman resurrected him back to reality. oh, and she’s still here. ❛ uh, no.❜  he sniffs, setting the file box back down on the desk and shakes his head, mostly from confusion instead of clarifying that he doesn’t need help. quick fingers pluck the glasses from a very dangerous wooden edge and the man settles them on his face while turning to face the woman. unfamiliar, he notes. more confusion entangles with already knitted brows.  ❛ who are you, exactly? ❜

The wolf had been farther up ahead when she saw the flames racing through, burning everything in its path. Animals were scurrying everywhere, trying to escape the death’s path. She dodged a few deer coming through, shaking her head before squinting her eyes. She thought she could see someone, shouting at her. She just barely made out what it was from the roaring of the fire but she got the message.

She motioned for her to follow her, the both of them being followed by the flames as they made their way through the forest, trying to escape. As they continued to run, they made it to a cliff over looking a small ravine below. She looked back, her brows raising. “Shit.” She was gonna have to turn. She looked at the girl beside her, seeing how the flames got a hold of her clothes, her tail... shit.

Without another word, Kekipi hunched over as her body began morphing quickly, letting out a roar as the transformation went through a painful change. She couldn’t waste time. As soon as the smaller girl shifted forms into a much larger creature, she quickly took Sairys into her arms and leaped down into the water below to escape from the fire.

@tigerweaver​ / @horrorich​ asked: ( from side:: horrorich ) “Home is where lovely little delicacies can be found. my heart staying near the jam and tarts ! ” Finish the sentence in my askbox! ( if you are still accepting these ! )

“True words have never been spoken.”

@horrorich​ said : “Pardon me for drooling, but without my jaw, I can’t help myself!”