bigby wolf ( THE BIG BAD WOLF ) (
bigbaddy) wrote in
singillatim2024-04-03 10:20 pm
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( open ) i'm guessing that i've grown horns
Who: Bigby and you!
What: If there are animal tracks anywhere in the area, you know the big dog's got to chase them down.
When: During April.
Where: First prompt outside the populated areas towards the rockier areas in the wild, second prompt back in Milton.
Content Warnings: Nothing in the log itself, if anything comes up in a thread there will be a warning in the header!
( 1. outside town )
[ Maybe you decided to go along with Bigby out on a little trip - or maybe he invited you along, if he knows you. Maybe you even came out here by yourself, and Bigby ran into you.
Either way, you're standing here now together, out in the rockier area between the mining camp and the ravine - staring down at some tracks in the snow. Even if the fog constantly hanging around is making visibility more of a problem, at least it's still very much possible to just look down and stare at the rather feline tracks in the snow. ]
See? [ Bigby points out to you. ] This is what I was talking about. I haven't seen this here before, but.. judging by the looks of it, that's got to be one big cat.
[ More than just a cat, really. That's why the man's eyebrows are drawn together into a concerned frown as he stares at the tracks, but then looks back up and over at you. ]
It's usually not been a good thing when new tracks appear around here.
( 2. in milton )
[ Running around in the wilds seems to have done very little for actually managing to find whatever animal is out there.. and instead seems to have done a whole lot more to Bigby himself.
After all, with the weather being the way it is, it feels incredibly exhausting to be out there. Let alone going out day after day, since he's so determined to find that thing. And between that and everything that's been happening the past few months, and the stress of the situation and the worries about the Darkwalker..
.. well, Bigby isn't doing so great.
It might become obvious when you see him coming back into Milton after another day of futile tracking. It's like he has to drag his feet to keep on moving as he's walking across town to head back to his place, lines of exhaustion visible in his face. But apparently he's not exhausted enough to no notice someone staring at him, since he'll lift his head to look over at you after a few moments, noticing you there. ]
.. Is something up?
[ For once he doesn't even sound gruff as he's saying it.
Bigby just sounds tired. ]
( ooc: replying with either brackets or prose is fine! i will match! c: )
What: If there are animal tracks anywhere in the area, you know the big dog's got to chase them down.
When: During April.
Where: First prompt outside the populated areas towards the rockier areas in the wild, second prompt back in Milton.
Content Warnings: Nothing in the log itself, if anything comes up in a thread there will be a warning in the header!
( 1. outside town )
[ Maybe you decided to go along with Bigby out on a little trip - or maybe he invited you along, if he knows you. Maybe you even came out here by yourself, and Bigby ran into you.
Either way, you're standing here now together, out in the rockier area between the mining camp and the ravine - staring down at some tracks in the snow. Even if the fog constantly hanging around is making visibility more of a problem, at least it's still very much possible to just look down and stare at the rather feline tracks in the snow. ]
See? [ Bigby points out to you. ] This is what I was talking about. I haven't seen this here before, but.. judging by the looks of it, that's got to be one big cat.
[ More than just a cat, really. That's why the man's eyebrows are drawn together into a concerned frown as he stares at the tracks, but then looks back up and over at you. ]
It's usually not been a good thing when new tracks appear around here.
( 2. in milton )
[ Running around in the wilds seems to have done very little for actually managing to find whatever animal is out there.. and instead seems to have done a whole lot more to Bigby himself.
After all, with the weather being the way it is, it feels incredibly exhausting to be out there. Let alone going out day after day, since he's so determined to find that thing. And between that and everything that's been happening the past few months, and the stress of the situation and the worries about the Darkwalker..
.. well, Bigby isn't doing so great.
It might become obvious when you see him coming back into Milton after another day of futile tracking. It's like he has to drag his feet to keep on moving as he's walking across town to head back to his place, lines of exhaustion visible in his face. But apparently he's not exhausted enough to no notice someone staring at him, since he'll lift his head to look over at you after a few moments, noticing you there. ]
.. Is something up?
[ For once he doesn't even sound gruff as he's saying it.
Bigby just sounds tired. ]
( ooc: replying with either brackets or prose is fine! i will match! c: )

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And he knows what it means. It means that he isn't going to get out of this, even if he'd try. Which he's severely tempted to do, even when he knows all the odds are stacked against him right now. It makes a hint of guilt sneak into his expression, like he very well knows what he's doing and what she's calling him out for. But it's just-- He wouldn't be doing this in the first place if he didn't think it was important. He has good reasons to run himself ragged.
"It's fine, Zoey. I'm really close to fixing this problem. Just a little bit more, and then I'll be done, and then I can rest all I want."
The problem might be that he's been telling himself just a little while more for a while already now, if the way he's looking is anything to go by.
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“Absolutely not. What we’re going to do is we’re going to walk ourselves back to your place, I’m going to make you something warm and soothing to drink, and you’re going to lie down. You don’t have to sleep. But you’re definitely going to be resting.”
Don’t make her sit on you, Bigby. She will perch on your chest and make sure you stay there. She’s going to be staying there to make sure he rests anyways. Just not perching on his chest unless he makes her.
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Though there's a bit of an instinctive growl in his voice - this place can't fully take the wolf out of him, after all, though it sure has tried - it doesn't sound fully angry. Maybe it would to someone who doesn't know Bigby at all, but maybe Zoe is sharp enough and also familiar enough with him to realise that rather than anger, it's almost more like a whine.
Like he's trying to negotiate with her. Or trying to convince her of his point. There's no way Bigby would think of himself as more important than what he's trying to accomplish in this place, after all.
"There's giantass cats out there." He gestures with one arm - though not necessarily in the direction of said cats, given they're quite far out of town. Maybe it's more just for effect's sake than anything else. "If I rest before I get rid of all of them, they could kill one of us, or even more."