Mole Fell Off Bleeding Novels & Stories

“It happened so fast, just like last time. They were just on us, and then he picked me up to protect me, and—” I gritted my teeth and told my hands to stop shaking. I had to find the source of the bleeding. But there was so much blood it was hard to see. It surged over my hands, warm and thick. “It’s all my fault,” Maya gasped through her tears. “We wouldn’t have been separated and vulnerable if I hadn’t suggested tagging along, and now he’s—” “Ah ha!” I yelled as I finally found the injury near the top of his thigh. It must be the femoral.

' MOLART commanded. I fell on my back, and as the bird flew over me, I cut its belly open with the knife until I got to its rear. The bird shrieked loudly, and all the grody intestines and green blood heaped on me as the creature fell a few feet from my head. I coughed, spat out the green paste that entered my mouth, and sat up. MOLART stood before me, drenched in his blood, and my eyes widened. He stared at me for a while and walked away into the cave. I quickly stood and followed him.

Gasping I waddled a bit, moving away from the mess. I dropped to the floor, rolling over my own body, I was fighting the pain, barely managing to sit up only to find that everything was getting worse. I had a wound on my lower leg, as I went agates there was another piece of glass that tore my skin, I was bleeding too much. Without thinking with my bare hands I removed the glass on the sole of my foot, which was the worst stupid thing I did up to that point, there was too much crimson bathing my foot.

So, I then decide to lick his wounds from each nail once it closes, then move on to the next nail, so this way it should prevent him from bleeding out. The pain that they have caused him, regardless of what he had done, he didn't deserve this kind of treatment. As I am holding his body up with one hand, pulling the nails out with the other. His arm comes down and accidentally smacks me in the face, almost losing my balance as my hand comes off of him, and he falls to the table breaking it and me falling on my ass to the floor.

After breaking several needles, I tried to draw blood from the vein in his neck, where the scales felt much softer. The result is that, except for the green scales on its body, it secretes mucus at an astonishing rate, often wiping off the top layer and then releasing a new one, causing the needle to slip, it doesn't go in at all. "Whoo-hoo!" He let out a low cry and crawled into my arms like an eel. He turned his back and pushed the needle away from my leg. Then he bent over and turned his head, holding a bloody piece of gray skin in his mouth.

I felt hurt everywhere but I didn't see any bruise. I suddenly fell to the floor, I heard my bone cracking, I felt my legs and hands rise and bend. Arghhhh, it was too painful, I felt that my head was going to blow. I tried getting up holding the sink, My right eye was purple, my hair was white and the whole of my right part was white with fur. What... What was this, I touched it, Furrrr, my fur on my neck was tainted red. I touched it, It wasn't blood.

I revealed I glimpsed at the shock on their faces from Zoe who was leaning on my shoulder to Greg who was sitting on his rocking chair. “You mean that Nathan is the most dangerous one in Karen’s pack? That’s not impossible," Zoe sat up and looked at me scarily. “That’s not possible! How did it happen?" Greg's eyes opened widely. “Why would I bleed profusely if it was just a weak duckling that gripped my neck and caused me dying pain?” I sneezed out another lump of clotted blood from my nose, resulting in a painful non stop nose bleeding

That day, after Molly managed to escape from Owen's arms, she couldn’t sleep a wink when she got home. Her elbow was scraped raw from the fall, blood and pus oozing from the wound. The pain was so intense she gritted her teeth to keep from crying out. Since she’d snuck out, she didn’t dare tell anyone. She found the first aid kit and patched herself up. Then she lay in bed and hugged her teddy bear, tossing and turning all night.

I rushed up,with the speed I used I felt dizzy and lost my footing,I fell on the hard wooden ground,I stumbled and stood up then ran into the house. “Are you okay??” I asked with my eyes wide. Mai raised her head then said “I mistakenly cut myself.” She held her finger with her hand. “Why isn’t it healing!!” Mia screamed in Agony. It was quite deeper than I thought. “Let me see that!” A voice from behind my head said,he stretched his hands and yanked Mia into his arms.

I find some moss and press it to the gash, hoping it will help stop the bleeding. The wolf watches me, her eyes losing some of their wildness. I sit back on my heels, my hands stained with her blood, scanning her body for any other injuries. I clean them with the water and press moss against them. The bleeding has slowed to a trickle, and I can see the torn flesh knitting together, the magic of our kind working to heal her.