ardent

make me strong

dad spar



Theory

Avalon
Healer

Master Fighter (250)

Master Healer (240)

An icon representing the specialty Fertile Fertile
age
8 Years
gender
Female
gems
548
size
Extra large
build
Balanced
posts
805
player
Xarae

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06-17-2019, 04:06 PM
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Rhyme's voice made her stop in her tracks. Although she was growing closer to Shaye, she still respected her father, and there was something about his tone that made her feel ashamed. "I can't stand it," Theory confessed, growling under her breath. She was all out of tears and still had the headache to show for it. "It smells like smoke everywhere, I just had to try and... try and breathe some clean air," she whimpered. She folded her ears against her skull and turned back to Rhyme, padding a bit closer.

"I felt so, so powerless. When the fire came, I ran! I left behind my family. I'm a loser. And a coward. A loser-coward," she grumbled, thrashing her tail in frustration. Theory sat and looked up at him - he was still so much larger than her, but she was gaining on him with every day. One day, she hoped she would be as big and strong as Rhyme was. She'd defend Abaven with tooth and claw when she was big enough, and she would never leave her family behind again. "Please. Show me how to be strong."


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