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Lick My Wounds



Nephthys

Loner

age
7 Years
gender
Other
gems
504
size
Large
build
Light
posts
335
player
01-18-2018, 12:09 AM
Healing and Intellect skill up ?


The forest was an assault on all senses as Spring made its way into the land of Boreas, the land that has been her home for a season now. The virescent hues were the foreground, the background and as high up as she could see. The heat and humidity pressed in on the isabelline-white skin making sweat pointless. The sounds of the insects, the birds and the larger animals created a symphony of nature calling her deeper within the mysterious parts of the jungle. The leaves brushed up against her and her feet shivered with each step. The air tasted both sweet and fresh, like flowers blooming on her tongue but it was not the time to admire the beauty of nature; no, her reckless nature has caused the babe to attend three fights, one which was unwanted and another one that ended dreadfully. In just couple of days the babe managed to enter a bloody battle with both her uncle and aunt; what a cursed kin. The sweet jungle fragrance was almost cloying. Moving between the dense vegetation was nothing like walking the desert back home, crimson droplets stained the earthen blanket, soiling the ground beneth her, the babe's wounds were visable, some scarred as time went by but some where still fresh upon her egyptian silk tapestry.

Everywhere lay water, water in pools and water caught on leaves as large a two-seater couch. Around here were more noises than her ears could separate. From every direction came the hums and chirps of insects, the song of birds and the calls of mammals. There were poisonous creatures and large carnivores, yet it was meeting other wolves that scared her the most- wolves with their bigger brains and more creative ways of killing. Her weak state would turn her into an easy prey for most predators. A barely audible whine left the woman's lips before her pace lessened, mile-long limbs barely able to hold her weight; shivering, trembling, soon enough her statuesque frame came to a halt as she collapsed onto the ground.


"Setekh" "Nephthys"


Flowers in Chania

Warning: this is a mature themed character.
She has a 20" caracal by the name of Alphonse. It shall be presumed that he is with her all the time unless stated otherwise.
Ithuriels, Hannibal and her pups are allowed to crash her threads regardless of the tag!

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