[PRP]Stinky Trouble (Pavlov & Naerdiel)

[Niyaru Delacroix]

❥Stinky Trouble
_________________________________

This is a private Guild RP between Naerdiel ( Niyaru Delacroix ) & Pavlov ( Angelique DelaMort ).
Please do not post without being invited to do so! Thank you.

_________________________________

Niyaru Delacroix Teepee||Angelique DelaMort Teepee

Code-Candle Wick Ghost

Colors - #BA55D3 & black

 

[Niyaru Delacroix]

The sunshine ended up waking Naerdiel long before she was ready to be up and about. Arina was still curled up in a ball sleeping and snoring away like there was no worry in the world. It made Nae smile to herself as she looked down at her best friend. A soft nudge ended up waking her companion and little teal eyes blinked up at her. Arina gave a big yawn to Naerdiel and then rubbed against her legs with happiness. She was always happy to see her smiling face.

The duo slowly stretched and worked out their muscles before deciding to leave for something to eat and drink. Their destination of choice was their favorite berry bush and then crossing the meadow to the water. As they reached their bush, the sun was beaming down bright and shining in their faces. After eating their stomach full of wild berries, they decided to head off and venture into the meadow.

Not long after being in the meadow, Nae found herself into a bit of trouble when she stepped on something she didn't see laying in the grass. The most putrid smell filled her lungs and she heard Arina make the most horrible noise she'd ever heard. She panicked and ran forward full speed knowing that poor Arina would follow after her if she could.

Angelique DelaMort

 

[Angelique DelaMort]

Pavlov jumped up with a shock upon hearing an echoing scream. While he was used to seeing strange and frightening things when he was awake...and sometimes in his dreams....and occasionally when he closed his eyes...but hearing something was a new and disturbing twist on an old trick. "Ok...where are you?" He wondered out loud taking in the surrounding area. When he went to sleep last night this quiet glen seemed peaceful enough...of course they always did. The reverberating sound of hoof falls then caught Pavlov's attention as someone or something came barreling towards him.

Niyaru Delacroix

 

[Niyaru Delacroix]

The poor mare's attention was focused on trying to see if her companion was indeed following after her that she wasn't all too aware as to where it was she was headed. Her head whipped around just in time to see a rather interesting looking stallion. His appearance alone startled her because he looked like something from her nightmares. She stopped dead in her tracks and froze. "I'm sorry to have almost run into you..I um well I..I stepped on something that smelled terrible.." She found herself at a loss for words as she tried to explain herself but was still trying to be polite.

From all the stories she would hear the natives share and few experiences she had alone, she learned that appearances were not all that there was to a person. The inside might not always match the outside, she was just really hoping that it was true in this case.

Angelique DelaMort

 

[Angelique DelaMort]

"Smell?" Pavlov repeated tilted his head inquisitively before the truth hit him, literally. "Oh my!" He said quickly trying to cover this nose with his hooves or his legs or ANYTHING. "What is that?" He was suddenly grateful that his visions didn't target his sense of smell because this was torturous! "I...um...are you...alright?" He managed even though his wide ice blue eyes were watering more than usual.

Niyaru Delacroix

 

[Niyaru Delacroix]

Naerdiel almost laughed at him but she knew the smell was way too bad for it. "I've no idea what it is or how to get rid of it." She spoke the words but she kept looking around trying to find Arina. "Uh..say..have you seen a gray fox around here anywhere with strange looking accessories and markings sort of like mine?" She turned her head around to him then, worry in her tone. She had no idea where the little fox was or if it was injured or not, it was starting to eat at her.

Angelique DelaMort

 

[Angelique DelaMort]

Pavlov shook his head and tried his very best not to breathe, making it extremely difficult to talk. "No," he said between quick gasps of air, only through his mouth of course but...oh god...no...now he could Taste it! He coughed a few times which only served to pull more of the putrid air into his lungs. "Maybe we should..." he gasped with eyes watering nonstop. "Find...find somewhere else to talk?" Anywhere but here, he thought to himself.

Niyaru Delacroix

 

[Niyaru Delacroix]

Nae was starting to really panic inside and probably would have outside if it wasn't for the smell. She turned around completely ignoring the stallion and started to run around trying to find her familiar. "Arina!" She yelled the name out at the top of her lungs, she didn't care to take in the putrid and terrible air if it meant that she could find her best friend. "Arina where are you?!" She continued to scream her words as she ran around in the grass trying to find her fox.

Her hooves slowed as she heard the soft sounds of wheezing and sneezing just a few inches in front of her. Tears started to burn her eyes as Nae cantered closer to the sound, hoping it was her fox and not whatever it was that did all of this. Luck was on her side, barely, it was her fox though it had got the worst of it all. The little fox stared up at her with teary eyes and continued to wheeze and sneeze. "Hold on Arina." She nuzzled the little fox and closed her eyes against the terrible smell. It was so much worse on Arina, the poor thing had probably suffered the majority of it all.

"I need help, please!" She called out to the stallion that was hopefully still nearby, and if not him then someone else who could hear her. She needed help for her fox and she had no idea what to do or how to make it better.

Angelique DelaMort

 

[Angelique DelaMort]

"Ohhhhhhh..." Pavlov groaned as he realized that he was the only one in the area and the mare he'd seen a few moments ago was calling for help. Aside from the noxious fumes in the air, Pavlov could almost see the gases swirling into corporeal beings...with long arms...and claw like fingers....all reaching for Him! He gasped (much to his regret) and rushed forward, closing his eyes tight as he ran through the figures of swirling air, praying they truly were Not There! Though the smell got worse, he pressed on without resistance and only slowed once he heard the weak sounds of a small creature choking.

"H-hello?" he called out and immediately started choking as well. The scent seemed to be much stronger here and Pavlov could barely breathe. He couldn't imagine how the mare or the small creature she'd gone back for could breathe at all. But on the bright side, he was pretty sure the gas monster was just one of his visions because if this smell could grow legs and walk then they were really in trouble!  

[Niyaru Delacroix]

As she started to hear groans, her heart started to rise from despair, was there really hope for them? "Yes..Yes, can you please help me with her?" She was willing to beg if she absolutely had to but since there seemed to be an invisible gas that was tormenting them and choking them she was having trouble getting the words out, let alone probably being able to beg for help. Her nose lowered closer to the ground and the little familiar, she nuzzled it softly and closed her eyes against the smell. It was so terrible that her eyes were starting to water and she realized they had to get out of the area immediately. "We have to get out now." She picked Arina up by her fur using her mouth, she tried her best not to put too much pressure on her but she didn't want to drop her either. Spinning around, she blinked her teary eyes furiously trying to clear her vision to see the male. She couldn't see through her blurry vision to put Arina on the stallions back.

Angelique DelaMort

 

[Angelique DelaMort]

If the smell hadn't been so bad, Pavlov would have asked himself how he always managed to get into these messes. But the fumes were near toxic and he was stumbling blindly, his ice blue eyes watering constantly against the oppressive atmosphere. It was only when he bumped into a large form, the mare, he had to assume....or at least hope, that he spoke once more. "H-hello? Is that you? We have to leave," he didn't at the last part about the swirlers with claws, things were already bad enough and he honestly didn't need to make it worse.

Niyaru Delacroix