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post apocalyptic [oren] - Leviathan - 09-29-2021





IT MUST BE LONELY
when you're up there looking down

He doesn't do well with being idle .

The wound is too reminiscent of the first time he had come against a Teryr , but he supposes this is what he gets for kicking the idol of god , now isn't it ?

The sun peers over the windows and into the room , and Leviathan stretches himself awake , legs buckling in effort as he struggles a moment before steadying , the pain lancing down rear limbs before he gets himself steady . The wound on his spine runs deep , and he supposes he's lucky that he's immortal , or maybe he's unlucky . He isn't sure which one it is right now . Either way , he feels like shit . The beak and teeth had gotten deep into his flesh and torn his muscles wide , and no amount of aloe vera from any healers had done any good to help him , and he had done nothing but push past them as it was to make his way back to his kingdom . To find solace in the loneliness of the Court and the silence on the winds .

Well , the quiet of the people . There aren't many here , and what few there are , their chatter is soft even on the desert winds now , nothing loud .

Heavy feathered limbs shift along the stone flooring , and he makes his way toward the window , peering out against the morning light and blinking the solitary glowing eye . He grouses under his breath , even more so as he feels the skitter of claws up his front leg and the weight of the Indoraptor on his shoulderblades as Enyo settles , stretching herself and yawning , awake . She blinks intelligent yellow eyes at him , tilting her head and licking her lips , before he snorts a little and draws back from the window to make his way a little gingerly out of the room and down the hall .

It's no surprise there's already an advisor hot on his heels , coming up to his side and talking his ear off about their work . He knows he needs to help , needs to join in the work himself . But can he risk pushing himself right now ? A glance back at his own spine as best he can is given , before he turns back toward the advisor and snorts softly .

" I know I need to help . But I can't . Not today . " The stallion pauses a moment , brows wrinkling , before there's a nod . " There's a team of soldiers in the town , they're eager to help . Gather them . " He needs this day to himself , as best as he can get , and he shuffles himself out of the Court and into the heat of the morning . It burns over the wound , and he hisses through his teeth . Even now , blood flakes from his flanks where it had already dried , and his ears fall back . Every movement only makes more blood well up and fall . He'll need to see a healer eventually , for certain , but he'd been battered and beaten down to a point where he had only wanted to return home after the hunt . He didn't much need help from anyone anymore .

Immortal meant he wasn't gonna die from it . Just be in a lot of pain , and sometimes he just needed that pain to remind himself he's alive at times , and not drowning in his own woes at his failures at the head of a dying court .

His lips purse , and he heads for the outskirts of the court , seeking shade , and the comfort of the familiar . Right now , he doesn't need the weight of the crown and politics . He needs an out . A way to breathe . As if his fractured ribs and nearly shattered spine can allow that .

@Oren