(I live bitches! Got some story beats sorted out and have some motivation back. Sorry I took a bit but as y'all know life happens.)
A sudden, sharp crack vibrated through the air of the enchanted woods, making all living things within its range flinch. The source of said sound stood shakily in front of the log they had just struck, their target now bearing a long, jagged scar which exposed the smooth wood beneath the rough bark.
From behind, Whitney shook his head.
"Em, you did it again. The point of this exercise is to learn how to grab objects, not attack them." Whitney said.
The teen wiped the sweat off their brow, brushing back their long bangs. "I'm trying but apparently it's much harder to control tentacles that just grew out of your body a few days ago."
On the next breath, Ember winced as a hot ache bloomed in their chest. Whitney caught their distress and immediately took the teen in his arms.
"Em, do you need to sit down?" he asked as he started guiding Ember over to their sitting area.
"It's fine, Whit. I just need a minute to catch my breath."
Whitney frowned as his ears caught their labored breathing.
"No it's not. You're obviously having a hard time catching your breath."
"Whitney, relax. My body just isn't used to practically rearranging itself into new shapes. I just need a few minutes of rest and.... Maybe a little snack couldn't hurt."
Whitney's concern deepened as he gently put the teen down and walked over to the firepit to fetch their leftovers from breakfast. The teen's health seemed to be getting worse as time went on. Their episodes of respiratory distress were becoming more frequent and even though their blood intake had increased it seemed to only just barely improve their health. The man handed them the spare ferret corpse and the teen ripped it away, hunger gleaming in their green eyes.
As the boo hag fed, Whitney sat down and peered at him, contemplating their state with agitated concern.
"Ember.... maybe you should skip the meeting today. I'll just tell that green haired guy that you're not feeling well. I'm sure Calpernia wouldn't hold it against you."
"But I'm fine, Whit. I'll just be sitting down and listening to her talk for 3 hours. It's no big deal and...." a smile crept on their bloody face. "I have a friend there..... Two if things with Saffron go smoothly. It's been months since I last saw Gwen and this might sound really pathetic but.... I've never had a friend that I could hang out with or talk to but now I have this chance to..... Feel like a normal person for once, ya know?"
Whitney considers their hopeful smile, heart heavy with sympathy.
"Ok. Just promise me you're gonna keep on top of your feeding schedule and maybe pass on the more physically demanding activities. Ok?"
The teen nods. "Yeah. I promise."
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When the Saffron and Frederick arrive, they see Curtis standing in the front doorway of the clubhouse.
"Welcome back, Prince Saffron. I trust you two are getting along?"
"Yep! Me and Freddie were just talking about what else to add to the garden. If we do this right we might be able to bring it back to life." Saffron said.
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The Cursed Princess Club fanfic: The Secret of The Plaid Family
FanficOnce upon a time, there was a prince who finally had enough. He was tired of taking the put downs, the insults, and the contempt of his father, the plaid king.But as Frederick heads down the path of self love and respect, he discovers a closely guar...
