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Iris fought to keep his breathing steady as he stood alone in that cold, dimly lit room. Or was he? There weren’t any other kins here - most listening to Edith’s post-lunch stories in the main room of the BnB, others still midway through their meals. The monster was dead. They had won. They had gotten to return home, back to the simple routines that he craved. He should be happy! Yet, Iris was on edge. In the days since the battle, he had slowly been losing the senses in his tail. It grew limper and limper until he couldn’t even feel it enough to wiggle it even a tiny bit. Yet for some odd reason, it had started to twitch without his input... at it was getting worse by the day.

Some kins joked that it was going to fall off - preemptively taking to calling him things like Nubby and Tailless Poisoner. Others taking more of a shine to names like The Ankle Destroyer simply because of the amount of times it had swung for Poseidon’s legs recently. Iris, of course, didn’t fight back against any of this name calling and torment. He was too scared too, not to mention far easier of a target now that he wasn’t Wook’s little shadow anymore. Wook... why did he have to upset Wook? Why... why couldn’t he have just listened to him... He was so stupid and... he was crying again. Damn it! He hated crying... he...

Just as he went to go rub his eyes, something caught his peripheral vision. A head, upright behind him and a pair of black soulless eyes. That... couldn’t be. ... Could it?

Letting out a small squeak of alarm, Iris froze. Alone in the middle of that room. H-h-he was alone... right? Just his tail and a trick of the light. His tail didn’t have eyes or a head, that’d be silly! Ha. What a silly, dumb, terrible thought. Tails were tails. Just as much a body part as his foot. It... it wasn’t alive. It just wasn’t. It couldn’t be. It... it wasn’t possible... was it? Yet his body was already a host to life that wasn’t his own - the poisonous berries that adorned his neck fur a testament to that. But... those were just plants, right? This... this was a tail with eyes and a mind of its own. That couldn’t possibly be real. So why was it so hard for him to stop staring blankly at the wall in front of him and just turn around!?

“Ok, Iris.” He spoke aloud to himself, trying desperately to ignore how much he was trembling in that moment, “You’re going to be brave! A-and you’re going to turn around and it’s... it-it’s not g-going to have eyes o-or anything like that... ok...
three...
t-two...
...
one.”

A bloodcurdling scream filled the quiet air of the building, shattering the sense of calm and relaxation. What had happened lay a mystery but everyone who heard it knew it wouldn’t be pretty.

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Iris
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Iris fought to keep his breathing steady as he stood alone in that cold, dimly lit room. Or was he? There weren’t any other kins here - most listening to Edith’s post-lunch stories in the main room of the BnB, others still midway through their meals. The monster was dead. They had won. They had gotten to return home, back to the simple routines that he craved. He should be happy! Yet, Iris was on edge. In the days since the battle, he had slowly been losing the senses in his tail. It grew limper and limper until he couldn’t even feel it enough to wiggle it even a tiny bit. Yet for some odd reason, it had started to twitch without his input... at it was getting worse by the day.

Some kins joked that it was going to fall off - preemptively taking to calling him things like Nubby and Tailless Poisoner. Others taking more of a shine to names like The Ankle Destroyer simply because of the amount of times it had swung for Poseidon’s legs recently. Iris, of course, didn’t fight back against any of this name calling and torment. He was too scared too, not to mention far easier of a target now that he wasn’t Wook’s little shadow anymore. Wook... why did he have to upset Wook? Why... why couldn’t he have just listened to him... He was so stupid and... he was crying again. Damn it! He hated crying... he...

Just as he went to go rub his eyes, something caught his peripheral vision. A head, upright behind him and a pair of black soulless eyes. That... couldn’t be. ... Could it?

Letting out a small squeak of alarm, Iris froze. Alone in the middle of that room. H-h-he was alone... right? Just his tail and a trick of the light. His tail didn’t have eyes or a head, that’d be silly! Ha. What a silly, dumb, terrible thought. Tails were tails. Just as much a body part as his foot. It... it wasn’t alive. It just wasn’t. It couldn’t be. It... it wasn’t possible... was it? Yet his body was already a host to life that wasn’t his own - the poisonous berries that adorned his neck fur a testament to that. But... those were just plants, right? This... this was a tail with eyes and a mind of its own. That couldn’t possibly be real. So why was it so hard for him to stop staring blankly at the wall in front of him and just turn around!?

“Ok, Iris.” He spoke aloud to himself, trying desperately to ignore how much he was trembling in that moment, “You’re going to be brave! A-and you’re going to turn around and it’s... it-it’s not g-going to have eyes o-or anything like that... ok...
three...
t-two...
...
one.”

A bloodcurdling scream filled the quiet air of the building, shattering the sense of calm and relaxation. What had happened lay a mystery but everyone who heard it knew it wouldn’t be pretty.

~~~~~~~~

Iris
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4/540 Shards