run from me

*Iolaire* · 12-01-2019, 02:31 PM

Iolaire's presence had been exceedingly popular as of late. Yet another call rang out, requesting her presence and the minuscule woman rolled her green and gold eyes in exasperation. Yes, she was a healer, but would it ever end? If this was just another social call... The dark fae's pelt bristled slightly. She gave her little frame a shake and began to make her way in the direction that the summons had come from.

Since her run in with the pack of coyotes, the dainty fae had been making herself scarce. The wounds upon her muzzle were healed, but she would forever have a small, moon shaped scar upon her lower lip where a tooth had ripped deeply. It didn't bother her too much. In fact, she thought it was kind of charming. Had the rest of her face been scarred, however... she wouldn't have been able to carry on with her duties as the Armada's ambassador.

Coming upon the Oasis, the diminutive dame's multi-hued gaze fell upon the form of a black and white brute. He looked oddly familiar, but she knew that she'd never met him before. Padding forward, the small woman's sultry, accented tones closed the distance between them. "You summoned me?"

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