ardent

prosecute me

Luce



Sirius

"Warlord"

The Hallows
High Councilor

Master Fighter (240)

Master Hunter (275)

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age
11 Years
gender
Male
gems
51
size
Dire wolf
build
Balanced
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3,227

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07-30-2019, 05:01 PM


The healers attention fell to him, but she remained silent for a moment. Inwardly impatient, now that he had decided to share his secret, he was still able to keep it off his face. Stoic, and patient, where the attributes he showed her, until she let him off the hook and addressed him by rank. At least she wasn’t calling him slave, she had gotten the memo.

The healer sat primly by the den entrance, and well he would have rather started walking from the den, he would accept her decision silently. Still one to let a Klein take the lead, especially after such a strong wrong he had committed.

He took a seat on the rocks below her, so that their height was almost equal. Where to begin? Making the decision to tell her, and actually doing so were very widely different things. “I was injured protecting Deathbelle in her escape from the Ashen Empire.” Luce knew this, but he had to start somewhere. His eyes where hooded, his head slightly dipped so that she might struggle to meet his eyes, through his attention was still clearly on
her.

Here came the part that most people only guessed the details on. “She thought me dead, and left me there as she continued to flee. She had good reason to think so, I believe I truly did die for a time, but why my heart started beating again, I don’t know. My injuries were terrible, and for the most part I crawled away and let time be the great healer. I gained an infection some point in that healing, and almost died for a second time. Months past, and my body healed enough for me to start the journey after Deathbelle, but most of this time was like a waking dream to me. I don’t remember a lot of the details, I can not even be wholy certain that I was alone for all of it.”

He took a soft breath, eyes raising slightly to meet her, through he would have rather kept them hooded. “Afterwards, once I found Deathbelle, and realised I was fully healed, I began to experience night terrors. The fight that almost killed me, and the infection afterwards, rages through my head when I sleep. I attacked Zee for this reason, and I knew I had this issue when I shared a den with her. I almost killed her, because I chose to ignore this issue Lucetia. Luce… I need your help.” he whispered softly.

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