[if he'd still had a heart, it would be hammering against his ribs... and as it is, he still feels the sort of nervy nausea as if it had been.
he might be half-blinded and squinting in the sun, but he can't miss the hungry eyes that pin on him, and he trains on the lovely scarlet form of his master just as fast. he knows what he must look like as he comes creeping out into the light, flinching and bloodstained. he's just another skulking rat of a monster, and he's instinctually expecting to be snapped up like one at any second.
but that isn't going to stop him; something much more valuable than him is at stake, bleeding out down in the dark.
so, like submissive, panicked dog, he quickly skirts around the edge of the gathering and heads for his Queen.]
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he might be half-blinded and squinting in the sun, but he can't miss the hungry eyes that pin on him, and he trains on the lovely scarlet form of his master just as fast. he knows what he must look like as he comes creeping out into the light, flinching and bloodstained. he's just another skulking rat of a monster, and he's instinctually expecting to be snapped up like one at any second.
but that isn't going to stop him; something much more valuable than him is at stake, bleeding out down in the dark.
so, like submissive, panicked dog, he quickly skirts around the edge of the gathering and heads for his Queen.]