#certainly doesn’t bode well esp when carrying so much money

[cflight]

@xxlordalexanderxx tried to appease the monster

“I don’t— I don’t know!” A muffled sob broke through the bard’s half-loosened gag, tears and snot trickling over the cloth as the wave of terror turned to complete relief. Scrapes and bruises littered their matted fur, a large patch of still drying blood leaking from the wound upon their head.

From what they could remember, they weren’t trying to play at anything— at least, with what memories they still had intact from the rather unsuspected ambush. What they wouldn’t have given for a regular, casual visit with Alexander had turned into something much more dire, attempting to tearfully meet his gaze from their restraints.

“T—they took mama’s music box,” they sniffled through wet hiccups, attempting to swallow the blood gathering in their mouth, “an’ th’ gold you left me. I wasn’t tryin’ t’ do anythin’ bad, honest— ju—jus’ rent an inn room for a bit, but—“

Sobs began to wrack their body, wincing with each movement. They were pretty sure a few hooves were broken on their right side, their left arm and foot not looking much better. “I— ‘m sorry!”