ardent

Lion's Teeth



Actaea

Loner

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

Samhain 2022Halloween 2020 - Witches Hut
05-22-2019, 07:17 PM (This post was last modified: 05-22-2019, 08:26 PM by Bluetick.)

Actaea

She had been restless since they had been in limbo, waiting for her Uncle to call together his pack. Spending most of her time learning about poisons from her companion and trying to gather herbs so that she would have a stock when the new pack arose. Today had been no different, she had been out scouting for herbs and hunting for supplies she would need in the upcoming seasons. She had been spending some time in Abaven, more so since her talk with her mentor. She was still restless and perhaps that's what drove her to falling the call for her half brother. The last time she had come to the battlefield things had been a total mess, but it had led to Ty coming to Abaven's borders to visit his children which led to their talk, along with a few more string of events. Things between her and Ty were okay from what she could tell. She had sent Enzo to look for Ignis or Ace to tell them were she was going, just in case. You never could be to sure what would happen at the battlefield.

She took her sweet old time, not announcing her presence, nor did she really want to be social with anyone. Though as she grew closer to the gathering (down wind from it all) a strong scent filled her nose that made her stop, dead in her tracks. It was a scent she hadn't crossed in quite a long time. Part of her wanted to run to him, to tackle him to the ground like any normal puppy would and the other half of her began spinning into that whirlwind of emotions. She didn't know how long she had stood there, fighting among herself, pacing back and forth. It took her a while before she was able to regain her stony demeanor. Washing her body, her face, and her eyes free of emotion. Drifting back into the child that was born in Ruina, whose mind would always be ticking, whose brain always thirsted for knowledge. Hiding what was truly going on within that beautiful brain. Once a small ball of fluff was now tall, elegant and was beginning to fill out. She was completely different from the last time they had laid eyes on each other. She pulled herself together and moved forward, enough to see the last bit of the fight.

She was able to hear Tyranis announce he was done and her molten eyes watched the emaciated, dark form of her father scoff as Ty went to his siblings. Quietly she moved forward, moving up to her father's good side (left side) several feet from him. Her molten gaze focused on Ty, Cloud, and Thora.

"How does being abandoned feel, Elias?" her voice and her face lacked emotion.

"Speech"



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