Sharpen Thy Blades!
12-26-2015, 12:18 PM
A call? She wasn't sure if she was excited or reluctant to go, after all, she was a healer not a fighter. She didn't like fighting, and after watching her mother die she was sure she couldn't handle fighting. Little would she know that fighting would possibly give her anxiety attacks, but for now she was oblivious to it. Walking towards the gathered group, she sat down near her father. She had been upset with him before, but she was forgiving him and wanted nothing more then to be with him. She decided that if he wanted to be with mom, that was okay. She had learned to understand his side. Nosing his side, she looked up and whispered for his ears. "I forgive you daddy, do what you think is best...I'm not mad anymore."
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