Homestuck x Pet!Reader

Meeting the Makara's

Before you stood two trolls; a female troll that was a little too close for comfort, and what seemed to be a male troll near the entrance to the alley. The female troll seemed cat-like in nature, the blue feline tail that twitched behind her adding to her cat-like features. A quiet hiss escaped you as you curled up, hiding from the troll's view. She seemed to be searching, though you didn't know what for. All that mattered was staying out of her line of sight. Another, much louder, hiss escaped you as you jostled your leg, having moved it too quickly. Deciding it was best to keep it outstretched, you prayed to whatever gods that they wouldn't notice you. Your ears twitched at the sound of a loud voice, which you believed belonged to the female.

"Purrloz, I swear I paw something down here!" Her voice was as clear as day, though it had a strange… something to it that you just couldn't place. You glanced back to the female, noticing she had turned slightly and was looking towards the other troll, who seemed to be doing something with his hands. The female turned back around and stepped further down the alley. A sudden shriek escaped both you and the female as her foot caught on your outstretched leg, tripping in the process. You quickly recoiled and pulled your leg close, tears brimming your eyes from the sudden bursts of pain running through your body from your leg.

"Purrloz, look!" The female exclaimed, gaining your attention. Your head snapped up, translucent (b/c) tears rolling down your cheeks from your wide eyes. Both trolls were now crouched before you, their eyes widen and swirling with concern and curiosity. Sniffles and whines escaped you as you stared into indigo and olive orbs, your body shaking in fear.

'They never answer my prayers! All they do is put me in more pain!' Your mind screamed, since you lacked the ability to do so yourself. You curled your tail inwards, your body slowly falling limply against the side of the dumpster. Slowly you dragged your blurry gaze from the hypnotizing indigo orbs and looked down to your leg. A painful and depressed whine escaped you at the sight. Not only was your foot turned 180, it now barely hung from the socket from a few screws and wires, and to make things worse, when the she-troll tripped over it she must've dislodged your knee joint which rolled a few feet away and caused the part connected to your thigh to tear some skin or muscle, making it bleed.

"Oh no! Purrloz, it's bleeding!" The she-troll exclaimed and reached for you. Despite your exhausted form, your lashed out and swatted your claws towards her hand with an angry hiss. You just barely missed her hand, had the male troll not grabbed her hand as quickly as he did. She looked pretty surprised, her head whipping to the male for an explaination. You groaned and slupped against the wall, you body drained of energy and near the point of collapse. Your eyes slipped closed as the male began moving his hands in different ways to the female, who made an "Ohh" sound.

Shuffling sounded from in front of you. Despite your eyelids being heavy, you slipped one eye open just enough to see. The female troll was scooting back and stood, while the male troll reached for you. You let out a weak growl, but that didn't stop the troll from gently lifting you into his arms. He rested your head against his chest while slipping one arm under your butt and the other around your back. Your legs dangled on either side of his torso as he stood, your arms doing the same. You tail hung limply as well, barely touching the ground.

"Purrloz, what are you going to do? It's bleeding, prrrobably hasn't eaten, and looks beyond help." The female spoke, her voice slightly quieter now compared to a few minutes ago. You released a quiet huff in confirmation, thinking that it will hopefully make them leave you be. The male removed his hand from your back for a moment then placed it back as he turned and began walking out of the alley. You lifted your head slightly, looking up to the troll's face, curious as to what he was planning, though you didn't really care much anymore. Whether he took you to a pound or dumped you elsewhere to die didn't bother you. You've accepted it now.