Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-28439145-20170829045226/@comment-27070860-20171004155518

(Alas, this has been taking forever therefor I shall pretend I am the time god and skip forward a bit. Nobody is going to be affected by this except my OC(s) (The tiger is basically mine, I feel bad for creating it since it basically saved Tick but oh well e,e) )

Tick awoke with a start, their head dizzy.

Their leg was burning, but not as much as before. Their hoofs felt heavy and weak, as their eyes barely had the strength to open themselves up.

The low glow of the moonlight entered through the mouth of the cave, lighting up the rocks surrounding the goat.

The eerie silence craw-

Wait.

The goat’s ears perked up despite how tired they still were. There was someone else here- a light rhythmic breathing was coming from the other end of the cave, the-

Of course. Someone treated the goat before. Someone calmed the goat when they woke, and someone tended their wound.

The goat would have died- they wouldn’t have been alive if that animal hadn’t helped them.

Tick wanted to move their head to look at the other animal- they wanted to get a glance at the idiot who saved them- wouldn’t it have been better for the goat to have died? One less to eliminate when it came to getting out of here.

The goat was troubled, but thankful. So thankful.

Ress didn’t have to watch them die.

Ress was still there, watching as Tick lived on. Ress was proud, Ress wasn’t crying, they couldn’t be crying.

Tick’s savior kept Ress from crying.

The goat wanted to look at the other end of the cave so bad, but they were just so tired.

And in the end, all they managed to do was shut their eyes, and let sleep envelop them whole.