She could tell that the other woman was growing less and less patient and more annoyed by the minute and yet her tone changed sightly from the first to the second sentence. Why, the autumn woman was unable to say for the moment however from a second look the other might have registered her pregnancy, better late than never. Nephthys is my name. she hissed her melodious vocals, desperationd made her forget her manners and the etiquette her father so strictly implemented the seasns he was with them. I came in need of a healer. she continues in perfect harmony, her voice even. Or someone with the knowledge of one. I seek informations about herbs that may cause a spontaneous abortion.
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!
