Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-32004538-20170914023137/@comment-28439145-20170922233710

(Fun fact: Bullet's power was originally inspired by the powers of the character Kuriyama Mirai, who can control her blood through a wound on her hand, and the concept of bloodbending from Avatar. He also can survive an extremely long time without eating (2 months at most, this isn't his second power, it's just something he's developed after living in poverty for so long).)

Bullet slowly opened his eyes. He was wet and cold and tired and he felt like throwing up. He coughed up dirty pond water, almost puking as he did so. He didn't even know how he could throw up at this point, he hadn't eaten in weeks. He looked around and saw hazy images. The dragon, their wound still bleeding, a coyote, their eyes glaring, the llama, looking concerned, and an arctic wolf, who was lying on the riverbank, motionless. The coyote glanced at him and noticed that his eyes were open. "You..." hissed the coyote. Bullet's heart beat fast, alive again, as he sprang to his feet and created a long sword, holding it in his left paw. He shrieked a sharp, determined battle cry as he leaped at the coyote. The canine snarled and swatted him to the side with a paw. The sick feeling was there again as Bullet fell to the side, flopping awkwardly to the ground. He coughed and gasped as the contents of his stomach (which was not much to begin with) seeped out of his mouth. He felt terrible, he knew that the coyote would kill him at any second, and he was still cold and wet. He shook violently and fell over. The coyote stepped on him. Bullet braced himself.

"Tie it up. Tie it up with thick ropes, and cover it's wounded paw."

The coyote smacked Bullet on the side of his head, and he fell unconcious yet again.