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Bear of a Temper [Fighting Skill Prompt]



Aurielle

Loner

Master Intellectual (240)

Master Fighter (255)

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The Ooze ParticipantThe Ooze - Variation 3Critical Fail!Valentines 2020
03-31-2019, 08:11 PM (This post was last modified: 03-31-2019, 08:17 PM by Aurielle.)
Aurielle Adravendi

A familiar male voice howled for a healer over the sound of large paws racing over sand, and the Spirit’s eyes flickered open again to see Song looking alarmed. Her eyes were clear and alert, if pain-filled, and through his stuttering she smiled easily, and ruefully. A soft chuckle escaped as she commented, “Did I mention this continent could be challenging?”

Overall, aside from looking half beat, her face and front were bathed in bear’s blood.

To answer him, she shifted to sit a little straighter, tipping her had to better examine her shoulder and she stated gently, soothing with her tone as if he were the injured wolf, “I’m alright. She hit my shoulder-blade, I think, so, no vitals slashed. My ribs are at the very least bruised, but it doesn’t hurt too badly to take a deep breath. You’re already helping—company of a friend is highly appreciated.”

This last she added with a wider smile. Adrenalin, she knew, was dampening most of the pain, but she was pretty sure by now that there was no serious damage to her ribs. Just bad bruising.

She tipped her head back toward the hulking carcass behind her and said, “I thought Fyri might like to share in my find. I was going to claim it all for my pack, but why hog it all?” Her tones were conversational, but slightly strained whenever she shifted her shoulder too much. But the whole point of keeping up a conversation was that it provided distraction from the pain she was already experiencing that would only get worse until she'd had a dose of pain-killing herbs.

“Paladin is going to give me one hell of a scolding when he sees this shoulder…” This was voiced in a low grumble as she studied the shoulder again, though the side of her mind that had grown up watching him mix herbs and poultices, salves and tinctures wondered if it might be possible to have one of the primates suture the gashes shut. She rather thought that if she’d been born the second child, she’d have enjoyed being a healer…




Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think

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At first glance, Aurielle's coat is pure white.. Her fur has an iridescent quality (like moonstones) where the fur shimmers different colors under various angles of light: in this case, the colors shown by rainbow moonstones. Not one hair on her hide is a solid unnatural color, but, ya know, it's really hard to convey that in still art :P
Aurielle's English is heavily laden with an Irish, Swedish mixed accent.
Her family is allowed to crash all her threads, Private and Open.
As of Autumn Year 14, Aurielle glows with a bright blue-white bio-luminescence in her fur, and bears a marking over her left eye - see profile and reference.