Tragedy. -closed-
Jan 22, 2015 14:13:09 GMT -5
Post by falcon on Jan 22, 2015 14:13:09 GMT -5
Being sick sucks. The only statement that made sense in any situation she had been in thus far in her short life. Currently, her sickness was the same one that had shadowed her all of her life. Worms. They were disgusting and embarrassing. What was worse was she knew they were inside her, the poor pup felt as if she were going crazy. The little pup shuddered as she stomped further into the woods, had she just felt them move? The thought made her stomach roll and a wave of nausea course through her.
She was much skinnier now than she had been the last time her and her father had really seen each other. She had attempted to stay away from her family, mostly because she didn’t want her siblings to laugh at her. Her once shiny coat was dull and course, her stomach was still distended, as if she had just eaten a huge meal and was stuffed to bursting point. Yet, it did not compliment the bony and gaunt appearance that she now possessed. Her bones while not extremely prominent were more than just barely visible, her appearance was unhealthy, it was sickly.
Her gut gave another twist and she groaned, tail going between her legs and her legs bending as she hunkered lower to the ground and quickened her pace until she was near some bushes. Where she proceeded to throw up what little food was actually in her stomach- along with the other occupants of her body. Worms and partially digested food. After vomiting she just stood there, staring at the pile with a disgusted and disturbed expression. This could not go on! Huffing softly, she turned so she didn’t have to look at it any more but she didn’t get far before her body felt exhausted and she curled up against the roots of a tree. She would rest here for now, before going back to the castle she called home.
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