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I heard the crunching of snow as my brother came over the ridge to where I lay...and the agonizing silence as he took the gruesome scene in.
He moved slowly in front of me, and I saw my reflection in his wide eyes...I hadn't realized the injuries were this bad. There was a lot of blood, matted in my fur and soaking into the snow around my battered body. If he didn't take action quickly, I could die from these wounds...so why, brother, have you not called out to me? Spoken my name? He only stood there with his disbelieving, horrified expression...
It had only then occurred to me that my life was in danger, but my brother had known it from the moment he set eyes on me. He had no way of knowing that I was looking back at him from behind my glassy eyes.
In silent mourning, my brother bowed his head and brushed my hair over my eyes with his muzzle. It was the same as nailing my coffin shut.
Panic set in...would I get no chance to recover? The wounds were bad, but I'd seen our healers work miracles. If they were swift, my brother and the others could possibly save my life! Wouldn't you try speaking to me at least, brother? Wouldn't you try anything at all?
I didn't have the energy to worry for very long, and the panic turned to sorrow as I saw him turn and walk away, back up the ridge. I would get no chance. I was already dead to them. The only help that was coming would come to bury my body.
A few small snowflakes began to fall as my brother's back disappeared from my view.
He left me for dead.

Should I mature content this? o.o; I don't think it's all that bad, seeing as I'm not too good with realistic blood effects. xDD
From Thomason's rough draft. 83 No big masterpiece o3o; The pic'll probably move to scraps soon seeing as the photoshopping took twenty minutes tops~ 8D

Art, writing and character (c) Me

Description
I heard the crunching of snow as my brother came over the ridge to where I lay...and the agonizing silence as he took the gruesome scene in.
He moved slowly in front of me, and I saw my reflection in his wide eyes...I hadn't realized the injuries were this bad. There was a lot of blood, matted in my fur and soaking into the snow around my battered body. If he didn't take action quickly, I could die from these wounds...so why, brother, have you not called out to me? Spoken my name? He only stood there with his disbelieving, horrified expression...
It had only then occurred to me that my life was in danger, but my brother had known it from the moment he set eyes on me. He had no way of knowing that I was looking back at him from behind my glassy eyes.
In silent mourning, my brother bowed his head and brushed my hair over my eyes with his muzzle. It was the same as nailing my coffin shut.
Panic set in...would I get no chance to recover? The wounds were bad, but I'd seen our healers work miracles. If they were swift, my brother and the others could possibly save my life! Wouldn't you try speaking to me at least, brother? Wouldn't you try anything at all?
I didn't have the energy to worry for very long, and the panic turned to sorrow as I saw him turn and walk away, back up the ridge. I would get no chance. I was already dead to them. The only help that was coming would come to bury my body.
A few small snowflakes began to fall as my brother's back disappeared from my view.
He left me for dead.

Should I mature content this? o.o; I don't think it's all that bad, seeing as I'm not too good with realistic blood effects. xDD
From Thomason's rough draft. 83 No big masterpiece o3o; The pic'll probably move to scraps soon seeing as the photoshopping took twenty minutes tops~ 8D

Art, writing and character (c) Me