seeking shelter from this storm
ft high ranks of abaven
09-24-2019, 03:21 PM
She heard the howl at their temporary borders with some surprise, she hadn’t expected enterprising rogues to seek them out on Ibis Island, or that anyone even knew they were there. Her first instinct was worry, that sharing resources would be hard on Abaven at this time, but in the end, of course, her desire to help others won out. She would find a way, carry three times her load to make it work, she was already carrying two, when she wasn’t drunk and raving, at least. She was still feeling the effects of that hangover, having drunk now a total of two times over her life. Ignoring her discomfort, the weary bone-tired Alpha made her way to the edge of the island, where she found the soot-toned woman waiting. She saw the herbs the woman carried, as well as the scent of healing that encompassed her. Shaye’s heart clenched, and she felt almost sick. She wanted to blame it on the hangover, but the truth was she had started to think of the healer position in Abaven cursed. With Vail’s death, adn Epitaphs disappearance… the pack needed a healer, but she ached at the thought of anyone else getting hurt. There was a pause, as she struggled to push down the pain the memory of Vail caused her, before a haphazard smile found its way to the Alpha’s lips. The truth was, Shaye looked old, old and worn. “Hello, and welcome to Abaven… sort of, what can we do for you?” she asked, voice gentle and warm despite everything |
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