#lilhalfsquat

[dancingashes-a]

@lilhalfsquat

The Half Dragon was on her corned, in her humanoid form, staring at the wall. She had tried to yank her leash on the day before, tried to be free once more but she had been brought down before even escaping the arena where she was forced to fight. There had been some wipping afterwards and fire, but she couldn’t recall much more aside from that. 

There wasn’t much else to do now however, aside from plotting her next attemptive. Maybe she would need to kill more guards.

Shyvana stopped once she heard someone coming down to her prision. A growl started to form as she didn’t recognise the scent.

[bladesrge]

   Hands lightly shaking, Irelia’s eyes twitching ever so slightly, she did not believe her eyes. She knew she wasn’t seeing a Noxian dressed yordle walking on her lands, while Irelia held nothing against Yordles, she held a lot against Noxians. && she was not pleased about seeing one just wandering around.

   But Irelia was tired, far too exhausted to simply lash out at the other. Her tired eyes simply followed the other, observing her from afar. She begged every god there is for the other to not notice her since if she’s anything like the others, she will respond with violence.

@lilhalfsquat

[goodandbadhearts]

@lilhalfsquat

Pit poked the fire he had started at the campsite he set up. His tent ready to go for the night, but it being midday he had no intention of going to bed. He was just getting his food cooking. The smell of chicken getting pan fried filled the area as he sighed in happiness. He was getting hungry as his stomach growled excitedly. “Man this chicken smells great~” He said as he heard some footsteps nearby. Looking around he turned his head to the sound and noticed a yordle walking passed. Pit called out to the yordle. “Hello! You wanna join me for a meal? I’ll make you some food if you wish!”

[oldyordleveigar]

"I've got you."

{It seemed weird, Old Veigar is unsure about what he should feel. It's Poppy, but she's from Noxus. That mixture of emotions ended up at the pit of his stomach, he continues to wince in pain as the adrenaline he felt that was numbing the pain wears off. She was cleaning his arms and face, his attacker managed to give him a deep cut on his forearm which he was healing with his left hand. The soft green glow emits, the wound closing in.}

{"Thank you, Poppy, " Veigar thanked her, giving her a soft smile as he examines Poppy washing his blood-stained fur.}