#witcher!graviir

[assassintine]

That feeling when waking up after you've been in stasis for 70 odd years...

[assassintine]

Was tagged by @incognito-insomniac for the @ao3commentoftheday Six Sentence Sunday challenge. Thanks for tagging me by the way! So here’s a little something from something I started and I’m not really sure where I’m going with it (though I would like to finish it).

Graviir stood there, panting, teeth barred still after a feral growl, axes gripped firmly in hands as if awaiting a further attack...

It had taken time getting used to the island, figuring out what plants and animal parts that could compare from those of his own lands. Potions and tonics had to be figured out, ways to combat his toxicity in moments like this. None of that mattered now. The only two things that were on his mind was the scent of blood from the monsters he’d just finished slaughtering and if more were on their way, hiding, waiting to creep upon him as if he were the unsuspecting victim.

If there were any left behind, he’d have certainly picked up on them by now.

I’m terrible at knowing who to tag for such things so if you write and see this and want to post something, please do, and please tag me in it! <3