==> Karkat: Find a howlbeast. Wow, look at that, that is something you had no idea might be necessary for your so-called plan! Good job, you! In fact, while you're at it, why not try to find a wiggler howlbeast, which is less likely to be capable of eviscerating you and leaving your shredded remains to dry in the sunlight?
Of course, if you really want to find an adult howlbeast, you could just let the sentry-guards patrolling the human base you somehow found see or smell you. You are sure that that would in no way end with your interior organs tastefully arrayed over the ground.
Speaking of sentries, here they are now, right on time. You huddle closer to the ground, watching the human-and-howlbeast pair go past. Their route means that they're actually moving upwind of you.
==> Karkat: Sneak past guards. This is the stupidest idea you have ever had, you realise as you scuttle further into the human encampment and therefore closer to the beings which will kill you dead if they find you. Simply having this idea has proven that your thinkmatter is in fact constructed of some material which is exponentially denser than a black hole - the fact that you are acting on it will surely result in a universe-destroying explosion any moment now as all other matter in existence tries to escape its proximity to your irredeemable imbecility.
You hear something whimper. It's off to your right, deeper into the camp. It sounds rather like a juvenile howlbeast.
==> Karkat: Follow whimper. It's the nearest thing to a sign of wiggler-howlbeasts that you've found, so you do your best impersonation of a stealthsassin and creep in the direction the sound came from. There is more whimpering, louder, and you start to wonder what exactly is causing the sounds - there were no signs of the humans mistreating their howlbeast-partners, but your entire experience of them comes from being hunted or exchanging glares over the battlefield, how would you have a clue what they're like when they've got the leisure for something more involved (no one would guess how the midbloods you fight beside on the battlefield treat you when the fight's over (you want to believe that, need to, so badly) so who's to say there isn't some torture-for-sport going on in here somewhere) -
The whimpering turns to excited yelping, and you freeze as you hear the scrape of a door opening.
==> Karkat: Escape the camp. You would love to do just that, but when you turn to flee, you are hit in the small of your back by a fur-covered missile which bounces with glee - on top of you - and barks. Happily.
Hi! Hihihi! Found you, mine!
You have no idea why you think it means that.
A larger - not fully grown, you think, but large enough to make outrunning it a fond fantasy - grey beast walks over to stand in front of you, along with one of the guards. (He's an asshole. He's walking around and just fine and will survive this with no problems, therefore an asshole.)
"Huh." He raises his voice. "Pup just found her partner."
Trying to feed you a plotbunny p2
Wow, look at that, that is something you had no idea might be necessary for your so-called plan! Good job, you! In fact, while you're at it, why not try to find a wiggler howlbeast, which is less likely to be capable of eviscerating you and leaving your shredded remains to dry in the sunlight?
Of course, if you really want to find an adult howlbeast, you could just let the sentry-guards patrolling the human base you somehow found see or smell you. You are sure that that would in no way end with your interior organs tastefully arrayed over the ground.
Speaking of sentries, here they are now, right on time. You huddle closer to the ground, watching the human-and-howlbeast pair go past. Their route means that they're actually moving upwind of you.
==> Karkat: Sneak past guards.
This is the stupidest idea you have ever had, you realise as you scuttle further into the human encampment and therefore closer to the beings which will kill you dead if they find you. Simply having this idea has proven that your thinkmatter is in fact constructed of some material which is exponentially denser than a black hole - the fact that you are acting on it will surely result in a universe-destroying explosion any moment now as all other matter in existence tries to escape its proximity to your irredeemable imbecility.
You hear something whimper. It's off to your right, deeper into the camp. It sounds rather like a juvenile howlbeast.
==> Karkat: Follow whimper.
It's the nearest thing to a sign of wiggler-howlbeasts that you've found, so you do your best impersonation of a stealthsassin and creep in the direction the sound came from. There is more whimpering, louder, and you start to wonder what exactly is causing the sounds - there were no signs of the humans mistreating their howlbeast-partners, but your entire experience of them comes from being hunted or exchanging glares over the battlefield, how would you have a clue what they're like when they've got the leisure for something more involved (no one would guess how the midbloods you fight beside on the battlefield treat you when the fight's over (you want to believe that, need to, so badly) so who's to say there isn't some torture-for-sport going on in here somewhere) -
The whimpering turns to excited yelping, and you freeze as you hear the scrape of a door opening.
==> Karkat: Escape the camp.
You would love to do just that, but when you turn to flee, you are hit in the small of your back by a fur-covered missile which bounces with glee - on top of you - and barks. Happily.
Hi! Hihihi! Found you, mine!
You have no idea why you think it means that.
A larger - not fully grown, you think, but large enough to make outrunning it a fond fantasy - grey beast walks over to stand in front of you, along with one of the guards. (He's an asshole. He's walking around and just fine and will survive this with no problems, therefore an asshole.)
"Huh." He raises his voice. "Pup just found her partner."