Moonlight War

[Jinx3295]

i'm not allowed to buy stuff online

>__>

"okay."

 

[Self:.:Pity]

I only do sometimes.

You get ripped off every so often.

He sighed, and yawned. "Can I sleep with them open...? Im tired."

 

[Jinx3295]

ohhh.

Giovanni sighed, "fine.."

 

[Self:.:Pity]

He laid out on his stomach, wings facing up so he wouldnt sleep-damage them or something silly like that.

 

[Jinx3295]

Giovanni was spreading them out more, and rubbing them. He studied his wings, checking for any malformations or anything.

 

[Self:.:Pity]

His eyes were closed, but he could feel him. "Hey..." He said quietly. "The last fold-thing on my right side feels like its stuck to itself."

 

[Jinx3295]

Giovanni moved over. "some of the wetness caused it to seal closed. this will hurt a bit, but don't move." He started to pull it.

 

[Self:.:Pity]

Everett tensed a bit, but did what he was told and held himself, and his wings, still.

 

[Jinx3295]

He got it seperated in a matter of minutes, and then sighed. "it's good."

 

[Self:.:Pity]

Everett took a minuet to reply. "Oh... Yha?" He whispered. "Thanks...."

 

[Jinx3295]

Giovanni nodded, "but.. your going to have to wash it often. it's a little cut up."

 

[Self:.:Pity]

"Will it heal, eventually?" He said quietly.

 

[Jinx3295]

"yeah." He said quietly.

 

[Self:.:Pity]

He nodded, and said nothing.

 

[Jinx3295]

Giovanni yawned, "i need a nap.."

 

[Self:.:Pity]

Everett heaved a sigh. "I guess.... We should all rest." He whispered.

 

[Jinx3295]

He shook his head then, "but.. someone needs to keep watch. i'll do it."

 

[Self:.:Pity]

Everett had his eyes closed. "Wake me up when you cant stay awake... anymore." He said quietly, before pausing and forcing himself to sit up. "Whats... That smell? It smells like... Wet dog."

 

[Jinx3295]

His eyes widened. "Jeremy!" He called, looking around. He assumed it was him.

 

[Self:.:Pity]

There was a long silence, before the low, bedraggled voice came.

"Im here." It said horsly. Just after, his soaked and shivering body drug itself into veiw. His eyelashes were frost- the snow, the cold, was freezing him to death.