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An Angel of Mercy [Healing Camp]



Acapella

Loner

age
8 Years
gender
Female
gems
0
size
Large
build
Balanced
posts
104
player
Bluetick
10-01-2017, 04:56 PM


She pushed on retreating from the battle at the borders. Blood was running down her face and her emotions were running high. Her face was vary painful and she could no longer see. She wasn't sure what had happened, she had felt so sure that she was doing great, but once more she had failed. She had failed Marina, herself, and her pack and she felt sick to her stomach. She felt like such a disgrace, but she kept pushing herself on. She couldn't count how many times she had run into something on her way to find the healer camp. She could have fallowed Cast's scent if her own nose wasn't filled with the scent of blood.

She stumbled forward not knowing where she was headed, but she needed to find a healer. She was desperately hoping that things could be fixed, that she just couldn't see now because of the blood and the pain. Was the god's punishing her? Was this their way of continuing to toy with her life? She whined before stumbling again, falling onto her already painful face. This time she didn't get back up, the emotions overwhelming her.

Letting out a small howl she attempted to seek help, unsure how much further she was from the healers.

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