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Rathbone Fitzroy Sam
 

Rathbone had gone to familiarise himself with the forest more. The guardian had noticed the steppe on a few patrols, but never actually went to explore them. He thought now might be as good a time as any. When he made it to the top, however, he realised right away it was more than just elevated earth. There were pools of water dotting across the land. Steam rose from some of them.

He had never seen anything like them. The best part of the land, was that he could see the entire sky. That was probably the downside to living beneath trees. Only parts of the sky were visible. In Auberon, the foliage was so thick it could practically block out the sun.

Crystal blue orbs took in the vast colours and shades of the dawn sky. It was clear. A sunny day. He would be sure to return to the caverns before it got too hot.

Rathbone found a nice grassy spot to settle down upon. His hind legs were tucked under him while his forelegs were stretched out, one crossed over the other. He placed his head on top of his legs with a mighty sigh while his eyes fluttered shut.

A lovely place for a well-deserved nap.


Feb 06, 2018 02:28 PM

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|| This needs to happen finally, so just gonna throw Runers in here. Sorry to do this to ya, Sam xDD ||

He was still alive. Rune’s brain was far from working order anymore, but if he was more coherent and still the owner of his own mind then he’d also be shocked at the fact he hadn’t keeled over yet.

But here he was, though not fully functioning. The rabies had long since infected his mind and now his body was barely holding on, his soul having long since departed. That damned raccoon. Truthfully, it’s a bit surprising he hadn’t been killed to death by any type of rodent until now.

The male slowly made his way down from the peaks, wandering aimlessly, desperately, as if trying to get away from any and all stimuli forcing all of his senses to be sucked into the void of oblivion. Rune was not himself anymore, something that was evident in the way the saliva hung in thick strands from his jowls and the way red plagued the whites of his eyes. Normally the lack of ability to make any coherent decisions would be a red flag, as well, but Rune was never good at that to begin with.

The body fumbled, dragging itself through the dusty terrain of the geysers. He had memories here, but there would be no recollection of them. The body was working strictly on primal instinct, but it was already shutting down. Lungs no longer worked to conserve air and breaths were ragged and struggling with the intake of oxygen. Jaws no longer had free muscles to work and were paralyzed open with white foam pushing past the lips.

But his brain still tried to command the body to go on.


Feb 06, 2018 06:33 PM — Post #1

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Rathbone hadn’t quite entered into the beloved deep sleep when a faint, but sick scent drifted into his nose. The bad kind of sick. His eyelids opened. He surveyed the land before him. All he could see was steam from a few of the nearby geysers. Slowly, he lifted his head, trying to see a little bit better. Nothing, still.

The guardian glanced over his back, checking around there. In the distance, he could see a figure walking in the distance. Not toward him, by the looks of it, but he wasn’t sure where exactly the stranger was heading.

Unfortunate, though. The Evergreens didn’t really have any healers. Leas had tried, but - he assumed - she didn’t know enough to be an herbalist. Achilles, the only healer, was AWOL, apparently. Which was concerning.

He wouldn’t be able to provide any help for the poor soul. Instead, he returned his head to his paws, but he shifted his body a bit to watch better. He thought about giving the stranger a mercy kill once they finally keeled over. But they could be infectious, and he would rather not have to travel all the way back to coast for Yuna quite so soon.

If he was spotted, then he would simply leave. Pretend to be some passerby. A rogue who couldn’t give two shits.

<hr>

-pats-


Feb 06, 2018 09:46 PM — Post #2

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His body continued dragging itself along, the hind feet creating trails in the dusty ground with each sweep forward. Saliva continued to drip in strings out of his jaws as snarls ripped from his throat.

There was a wolf ahead of him, though Rune’s deteriorating brain hadn’t quite recognized anything out of the ordinary yet. The figure blended in fairly well with the surroundings and he was much too far away to notice.

But as he got closer, his breaking body walking in a more diagonal fashion near the male that slept in the dust, his eyes soon landed on the wolf lazing about. Red flashed through his eyes out of pure instinct, but the severing connection between his brain, motor functions, and speech wouldn’t allow him to form words.

Instead he mindlessly started making a beeline towards the wolf, rage in his eyes. As much as he wanted to dash to the stranger, Rune’s body wouldn’t allow anything more than a fragile walking pace.


Feb 11, 2018 11:45 AM — Post #3

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His coppery ears twitched at sounds. Snarls. It made his brows furrow slightly, fleetingly. Blue eyes stared a bit more intently on the stranger now. Rathbone’s nose twitched slightly.

When the wolf seemed to notice him, the corners of his lips curled into a faint frown. A small grunt was made as he moved to stand up, still disinterested in interacting with the sick. He turned and began to pad off, wordlessly. As rude as it may seem, Rathbone preferred silent interactions. No need for conversation. Very few wolves seemed interested in that though.

Maybe this stranger wouldn’t take the hint. Suddenly become verbal. How irksome. His tail tip twitched at the thought.


Feb 13, 2018 05:33 PM — Post #4

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The figure Rune laid his absent eyes on lifted and turned to walk away. Unable to form words, the broken beast instead let out another snarl that was soon followed up by a thick, guttural bark to get the male’s attention.

His pace didn’t quit, but it didn’t pick up either. Bloodshot eyes trained themselves on the wolf in the distance. Though they held irrational anger, there was also pain hidden beneath the rage.


Feb 20, 2018 08:27 PM — Post #5

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His ear turned back toward the snarl. Flicked at the bark. A faint twitch went through his tail.

“Can’t help you, sir,” he said to stranger with a cant of his head over his shoulder. “Look for a healer elsewhere.”

The Evergreens didn’t seem to have any.


Feb 23, 2018 09:34 AM — Post #6

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The stranger was saying things, but they weren’t registering with Rune even in the slightest. He continued his slow, broken stride after the wolf. His breathing labored deeper and deeper with each step taken, each lifting of a paw becoming more and more of a struggle until, finally, he collapsed in the dust.


Mar 03, 2018 12:12 PM — Post #7

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His ear twitched. Instead of a response, he was given a bodily sound. The sound of a fall. He glanced over his shoulder as his pace gradually slowed until his legs moved no further.

Had he fainted?

It could also be an act. Rathbone had known wolves to do this. Hell, he had even been taught. He had never been so desperate to do so, though. The Guardian dared to take a few strides back toward the stranger.

He smelt so ill. It wounded him a little. But there was nothing Rathbone could do.


Mar 03, 2018 12:21 PM — Post #8

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Rune laid on his side. His diaphragm was leaden and his breathing was becoming more and more restricted. His sides heaved heavily with desperation for the air around him, but his throat wouldn’t allow much to pass through. Foam continued to accumulate in his mouth and dripped onto the dust with strings of saliva and all the evidence that he was purely dehydrated. There was still a crazed look in his eyes, but soon they started to gloss.


Mar 03, 2018 01:46 PM — Post #9

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Had it not been for the heaving flanks, Rathbone have thought he was dead. His ears could hear a heartbeat. Even that sounded like it was struggling.

He padded closer, almost out of curiosity. Curiosity killed the cat, didn’t it? Rathbone has faith in his fleeing capabilities, though.

The timber came to another stop a few feet before the stranger. Only then did he realise what ailed the poor soul. He pursed his lips. All he could do at the moment was stare. It was morbid, unkind. But he couldn’t bring it to himself to advance any closer.


Mar 03, 2018 01:51 PM — Post #10

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The foam in his mouth was thickening and soon started restricting the air from expelling from his lungs. Occasionally, his body would violently cough out of instinct to clear his airways but the saliva would only form once again.

Eyes watched as the stranger moved closer. The instinctual rage in his body tried to swing a front paw out at him, but only resulted in a tremor through his muscles. It was a wonder as to how Rune lasted this long without keeling over. As insignificant as his existence was, he’d fought it every step of the way.


Mar 03, 2018 01:56 PM — Post #11

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He frowned. It was upsetting to watch. The reaching of the paw. Followed by the weak spasm.

A sigh escaped him. As much as he didn’t want to get any closer, he felt worse. He moved again, circling around to be at the stranger’s back. Part of him almost asked for a name. Pleasantries, of course.

Blue eyes stared at his neck. Contemplating what to do. Maybe he would just die then before he finally decided to execute.


Mar 03, 2018 02:07 PM — Post #12

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The closer the timber wolf came, the wider Rune’s eyes grew and the harder his body tried to lash out. The close proximity was almost giving the ill wolf a second wind, but still wasn’t enough to send him leaping off the ground.

Growls attempted to escape his throat, but were muffled by the foam and contorted into gurgles and spraying saliva. ‘Kill me’, he wanted to say. His body wouldn’t allow words to form.


Mar 03, 2018 02:11 PM — Post #13

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More of the ivory substance pooled and foamed from his jowls. His presence seemed to make him worse. He almost turned to leave. Maybe that would be best… but not merciful.

Rathbone reached his paw to hold the male’s head down. He wasn’t going to risk getting bit to give this stranger mercy. It would be selfish of him to endanger his own life. He had a pack of pups to worry about.


Mar 03, 2018 02:17 PM — Post #14

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The muscles in his neck strained against the stranger’s paw as his head was pushed to the ground. They’d long since started deteriorating and had never been so weak in all of Rune’s pathetic excuse of a life. His jaws started clacking in one last desperate attempt to latch onto something of the male, but the only new substance in his mouth was the added dust from underneath him.


Mar 03, 2018 02:21 PM — Post #15

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