The broken woman was vaguely aware of a creature crossing her path, seeing the large black beast in her blurred line of sight. Knowing bits of her mythology - especially of that she learned while on the island - she could almost laugh. The black ghost dog to signify her death, coming to take her like some sort of grim reaper. So much of her wanted to recoil away, the fear from what this beast would do to her like some of the others had done to her. Was it going to finish her off while those others two didn't, who had left her here to bleed out.
But he didn't, even as he got closer. There was a certain... sadness, that much she could tell as he nudged her softly even as it hurt and rested his large nose against her cheek. She knew this one, didn't she? So familiar. Monster Mountain. What was his name... Shadow? Black Clifford? Whiskers? Fluffy came to mind, as he felt when she managed a bit of strength to raise a hand to rest on his large cheek. Fluffy sounded right. A new batch of tears spilled their way from her eyes, mixing with the blood and the dirt caked on her cheeks. Hoping it was him. So hoping. That big dog had been one of her favorites, acting so much like a normal dog would with its excitement and playfulness even with his huge size. Such unconditional love.
Please be him. Please let her last bit of company before she passed from this world be with one of the ones she loved so much. To pass with a happy moment. "You... 're," she struggled through crushed organs, "won..derful..." It hurt, but she wanted to say at least something, maybe because it seemed a little cliche. But she did think he was wonderful, as all the things on this island were even if for the most part in the end, they were out for blood. But in this moment, it seemed she wouldn't be with one of those (she still hoped).
Jessie smiled softly, her hand brushing lightly against the fur of his cheek before it slowly lowered and came to a stop. The life from her finally fading, the the light from her clouded and tear filled eyes going out. Gone, but at least in the last final moments, happy.
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'cuse me, someone is cutting onions *sniff*
Staff Name: Jessica Addams
Job Description: Handler
Physical Description: A little heavyset, but filled with stamina (kaythanks), the 25 year old reaches a height of about 5'4 without heels (who would want to wear those anyways?). Jessie's hair is jet black and cut in a very cute bob which she styles often with cute burettes and headbands. Her eyes are hazel and she tries to make sure she looks very professional.
Brief Character Profile: Fresh out of school, and training even, Jessie is still wide eyed with wonder at everything in the park (so many creatures!). She's still green with her duties, still learning the ropes a little here and there but takes things very seriously since she does not want to mess up anything. (Jessie has a habit of carrying around a notebook of protocol in a pocket for reference). Creatures in her area tend to get a load of personal nicknames, mainly since she's horrible with names.
Your AIM & Minipet SN: hikarinomegami / chirigami
