Daily Writing Prompt Thread Thingy It'll Be Fun

[RDchicken99]

Yes, me too

I second this but you know that, Isa.
I remain an ArneFangirl™

 

[Isabella7Storm5]

I second this but you know that, Isa.
I remain an ArneFangirl™

Oh brother
It’s great to know he has your undying support
Unless he does something and it dies and then whoops

 

[Isabella7Storm5]

Noooooo proof readiinnnggg
For todays prompt:

“You mustn’t worry so, brother.” Altair sat in the corner of the room looking on, his brow furrowed in concern, “You know it makes it worse when you do.”
He was right. Any stress seemed to make the episodes of pain more frequent and more aggressive.
I stood, one hand pressed to the wall, one over my face.
“Please sit down, Arne.” Altair rose from his perch and pulled me firmly towards the ground.
I sank under his guiding hands.
He hadn’t said a word when I had burst through the door a couple minutes before. Flustered didn’t even begin to describe how I had felt and he knew that interrupting my hurried rantings would only irritate the situation. He had remained invested in my frantic mutterings as I paced back and forth and had stooped to pick up the shatters of a dish knocked to the floor by my wing.
“…I continue to warn of insufficient protection. No one will listen to me. They laugh now but I have seen what is to come. I have seen it with my own eyes…,” I had stopped pacing then, “And by the time they see it as well…it will be too late…”
”Have you tried taking it to the Caso-“ Altair had started but I cut him off with a burning glare.
“Absolutely not,” I growled, “You know full well what the outcome wi-” and this time I was the one being cut off by a burning sensation in my chest.
There was of course nothing he could do, granted, he suffered the same condition though less frequently. He knew how it felt and he knew that a quiet presence was what helped the most.
So now he sat on the floor next to me pondering everything I had previously said.
”You know,” Altair began slowly after a while, “You’ve been acting different as of late. I have never known you to be so irritable…is everything okay?”
I turned to look at him before promptly returning my eyes to the floor. “I… do not wish to say.”
”But I think you should,” He insisted. “Spit it out.”
”I…” Admitting this was like swallowing hot acid, in fact I think I would have preferred to do so.

“…I am afraid.”

 

[Somewhere_In_The_Clouds]

I changed it a bit...


The black wolf paced through the fallen leaves, he did not notice the smaller wolf approaching him.

“Ash?”

“What!” He snapped swinging his head around to see her recoil at his outburst. “Oh, Lilly, I’m sorry. I didn't know it was you.” He dropped his head as he apologized.

Callalilly hesitantly walked over to him, “I’m almost scared to ask who you thought I was...” She sat beside him and curled her white tipped tail over her paws.

Ash gazed off into the trees surrounding them, “Giving you three guesses would be being generous .” He said softly.

“You’ve been acting weird today...” she paused as if unsure whether to finish the question, “Is everything alright?”

It was Ash's turn to sit, he faced his back to his sister, “I don't want to say, but you know me well enough to know the answer.”

“It's okay, you can tell me. Maybe I can help fix things?”

Ash stood suddenly, “There's no fixing what she did.”

 

[Eroica]

Noooooo proof readiinnnggg
For todays prompt:

“You mustn’t worry so, brother.” Altair sat in the corner of the room looking on, his brow furrowed in concern, “You know it makes it worse when you do.”
He was right. Any stress seemed to make the episodes of pain more frequent and more aggressive.
I stood, one hand pressed to the wall, one over my face.
“Please sit down, Arne.” Altair rose from his perch and pulled me firmly towards the ground.
I sank under his guiding hands.
He hadn’t said a word when I had burst through the door a couple minutes before. Flustered didn’t even begin to describe how I had felt and he knew that interrupting my hurried rantings would only irritate the situation. He had remained invested in my frantic mutterings as I paced back and forth and had stooped to pick up the shatters of a dish knocked to the floor by my wing.
“…I continue to warn of insufficient protection. No one will listen to me. They laugh now but I have seen what is to come. I have seen it with my own eyes…,” I had stopped pacing then, “And by the time they see it as well…it will be too late…”
”Have you tried taking it to the Caso-“ Altair had started but I cut him off with a burning glare.
“Absolutely not,” I growled, “You know full well what the outcome wi-” and this time I was the one being cut off by a burning sensation in my chest.
There was of course nothing he could do, granted, he suffered the same condition though less frequently. He knew how it felt and he knew that a quiet presence was what helped the most.
So now he sat on the floor next to me pondering everything I had previously said.
”You know,” Altair began slowly after a while, “You’ve been acting different as of late. I have never known you to be so irritable…is everything okay?”
I turned to look at him before promptly returning my eyes to the floor. “I… do not wish to say.”
”But I think you should,” He insisted. “Spit it out.”
”I…” Admitting this was like swallowing hot acid, in fact I think I would have preferred to do so.

“…I am afraid.”

Well done!

 

[Isabella7Storm5]

Well done!

Thank you! T’was hastily thrown together in the middle of venting to a friend and baking bread so it was a pain not to be too sloppy

 

[Eroica]

Thank you! T’was hastily thrown together in the middle of venting to a friend and baking bread so it was a pain not to be too sloppy

You did well for all of that! Baking bread is really fun!

 

[NC_Quail]

Thank you! T’was hastily thrown together in the middle of venting to a friend and baking bread so it was a pain not to be too sloppy

That is a very odd combination of activities

 

[Lacy Duckwing]

ok

*breathes shakily* Alright, here it is.

Prompt: "You were kinda acting weird today, is everything all right?"
"I don't want to say."
"It's okay, you can tell me..."

"You were kinda acting weird today, is everything all right?"
I sat there silently, staring at the floor like it was a deck covered in blood, ready to harm me once again. I couldn't talk, not after everything that had happened lately.
"Vladimir?"
"I don't want to say," I didn't even look at her. I just stared down.
"It's okay," Rosey slid to the seat next to me, causing my cushion to sink further down, "you can tell me." She laid a hand on my back.
"Don't touch me Rosey!" I spun to my feet, throwing her hand off of me. I glared at her, but she met me with wide eyes. My shoulders dropped. She wasn't them, but I treated her like she was. "I'm sorry," I turned away. "I didn't mean to do that."
She was silent, tears rolling down her cheeks. I squeezed my eyes shut and drew in a deep breath. I reopened my eyes, but nothing changed. I was still in Rosey's home, her mom was still in the shower, and she was still upset. She wiped her tears and placed her hands on her lap like everything was ok, even though it wasn't.
"What..." Rosey put her knuckles to her mouth, more tears forming. "What happened to you?"
My gaze fell to the floor once again. I had to leave. I had to get out of here. Where would I go? I didn't know. The mountains? No, that's...
I went to the window and stared out. My jaw tightened, threatening to break if I tried opening it. Where was Mom? Where was Dad? Were they dead, held hostage, or worse? I held my hand to the glass; if only I could break it without getting hurt. Why did they have to so be late!

 

[NC_Quail]

Hey, I wasn’t planning on writing a story for today’s prompt but it’s 1:00am and here it is! Again, no edits, barely a proofread (because I want to go to bed), zero formatting, and I honestly don’t know if it’s coherent because I am really tired. Enjoy.

https://docs.google.com/document/d/1VVk9mpt1RT-jQZn3QgeHhNHOXWclBYJP9uMjRo6uGvM/edit