Kuga

A rare pup of Gytis' line, she takes after her sire's plague heritage in a new and intriguing way.

Bit of Lore dump underneath, CW: illness, injury.


Gytis had watched as his pups fought in the coli, ranging out. Most grew content, clever and full of shadow, many finding forever service in the respective god's service - but this one, bearing the fever that had left her dam delirious while she watched the nest, something was different. She'd taken to rolling in the corpses, sometimes wearing their skins torn fresh from the hide over her wounds from battle. Now she lay, feverish, hide shifting and boiling as he watched with intense concentration, the familiar feelings of where he was born, in the green slime in his mind. Would she pull through? Show strength more familiar to the scarred wastelands?



She opened her eyes once more, breathing. Circles rippling out from where the infection had blossomed beneath skin. Eyes still the dark of the shadowbinder's touch, but the hide - He felt pride blooming within him, a low growl rumbling in his throat as she stood, stretched, retrieved the skull she'd been wearing but shucked the hides, her badges of honor on full display. His child. Plaguepup indeed