[Ward has been trailing sounds around the forest for hours. There's a degree of peace to the woods that haven't been here for a long time. It's peaceful, quiet, and everything from the sharpest bird call to the crunch of leaves on the forest floor.
He had been hoping for food, and had been going along the floor to look for a scent, tearing his torn military khakis and shirt up even further. When he meets the other creature's eyes there's a momentary reflection of sameness before the hunger returns. His own teeth fell out days (days? Or was it hours ago?) And he's distracted by the lethargy in his chest, the beats in between his ribs slowing and stopping and slowing and stopping.
It's distracting. His own yellow eyes meet the other mans and he tries to crawl to his feet.]
I could hear you a long way off--
[Only to be distracted by the sudden sharp sound of something in the bushes that forces him to drop to his knees again, digging around with his fingers. Ripping away at the skin. Animals, he heard it, he heard food.]
Two wendigos walk into a bar?
He had been hoping for food, and had been going along the floor to look for a scent, tearing his torn military khakis and shirt up even further. When he meets the other creature's eyes there's a momentary reflection of sameness before the hunger returns. His own teeth fell out days (days? Or was it hours ago?) And he's distracted by the lethargy in his chest, the beats in between his ribs slowing and stopping and slowing and stopping.
It's distracting. His own yellow eyes meet the other mans and he tries to crawl to his feet.]
I could hear you a long way off--
[Only to be distracted by the sudden sharp sound of something in the bushes that forces him to drop to his knees again, digging around with his fingers. Ripping away at the skin. Animals, he heard it, he heard food.]