courtesy call

Banshee heard the familiar call and got up in an instant. No matter how sassy she had been to her aunt in the past the babe truly appreciated Luce. They had been through a flood together and the older lady taught her a lot. In the yearling's time feeling lonely she pushed all her attention on healing and she trained under the older lady for some time. Before the world went to shit, that is.

It did not take long for the long limbed yearling to make her way to the Plain. She had been spending some time in the Oasis so it was a bit of a walk but she managed. Thankfully a lot of her lacerations had healed and her overall physical health was improving with each passing day. One could see Banshee had been through something but it wasn't so evident now. The biggest change would be her fully grown fangs. Luce had only seen them as nubs that didn't even make it past her lips. But now they were fully formed and rather impressive.

As Banshee approached the monochromatic woman she seemed to smirk ever so slightly. Never would the angsty yearling show joy towards her aunt.  "Luce." The babe sat down and awaited the arrival of others. This was an opportunity to learn and to spend time with her aunt. But, she also did not want to get in the way.

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