Fastened with String and Bubblegum
07-07-2018, 03:00 PM
(This post was last modified: 08-04-2018, 06:24 PM by Ara.)
Ara's posture was borderline submissive, though mostly neutral, as she took a few slow steps toward Malleus and his ginseng plant. If he was possessive over it, he did not seem it, and she wouldn't be too wary of him lashing out at her.. especially since she had no intention of doing anything but observing. Abraxas? Her brows furrowed slightly as she tried to recall where else she had heard that name. Oh, yes, just recently she had helped a man by the name of Ashiel Abraxas after an incident with a group of buffalo. "The pleasure is all mine," she insisted gently, finally moving to recline to her haunches slowly. He'd been a kind enough male, and his surprise at her free assistance had been odd, but not overly so. This Malleus definitely reminded her a bit of the other Abraxas male that she'd met - and that was definitely a good thing. She knew nothing else of their reputation in these lands, other than the impression she'd formed herself of them. "It is," Ara agreed with a faint smile, nodding. "Apparently it can be invaluable in battle. Apparently it can help prevent, or alleviate, shock. I've never had much experience tending to the battle-wounded myself." She wasn't at all bothered by this - the world would be a much better place without conflict, as far as she was concerned, but she knew enough to help in such a scenario if absolutely necessary. "What about you, Malleus? Have you tended to battle wounds yourself?" Her gaze sparkled with curiosity, head tilting as she eyed him instead of the plant now. |
