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It's called being Wired Differently



Actaea

Loner

age
6 Years
gender
Female
gems
103
size
Extra large
build
Light
posts
148
player
Bluetick

Samhain 2022Halloween 2020 - Witches Hut
09-09-2018, 06:12 PM

Her father had not corrected her assuring her that she was in fact correct even though her mind had already felt that way. Instead the large man hushed her gently, bringing her attention back to him. Her eyes looked up to him wondering what was their next move. The grin on his maw made a smile peel back her dark lips happy to see such a joyful expression from her father. Her father quietly moved forward and for a moment she watched him. Then she quietly fallowed suit, mimicking the best she could. Her father was being as quiet as she could, meant that she should do the same. Keeping herself from stepping on anything noisy and fallowing her father as he led the way.

She kept herself alert to her surroundings and stuck close to her father as the moved. It seemed like it had taken forever for them to move until her father stopped. She could hear the turkey's growing closer and closer as they advanced. It made her heart race in energy, but she had to remain focused. When her father did stop, so did she, looking to him. It took a brief moment before he motioned for her to come up beside him. Quietly the young female did so and peered through the pine at the living creatures not far from them. Her eyes widened a bit as she stared and studied the creatures. Watching as they moved, their body language, and their behavior. It was vary strange to see them moving around especially when she normally saw their lifeless forms.

He then told her to wait once again and she quietly nodded her head and watched him go. She watched as her father hunt, the power behind his muscles. Taking the whole scene in gave her a bit of a rush at every action spot. It didn't take her father long to bring down one of the turkey's and her tail wagged and a smile formed on her lips again. She waited until he gave the quiet nod before heading down to her father and the freshly killed bird. Her father's words drew her gaze to him. They hadn't had a religious session yet so she was curious what he had meant. Looking down to the bird for a moment before looking back up at her father.

"How does Cerberus find him?" she asked.

"Actaea Talk", & 'Actaea Think"


Boris the Boar and Lorenzo the opossum are assumed to be with her at all times.

Note: I do not have a reference of her scars yet, please refer to her appearance section of profile to read about them