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Pestilence

Loner

age
3 Years
gender
Female
gems
159
size
Dire wolf
build
Medium
posts
319
player

All Oozed OutThe Ooze ParticipantThe Ooze - Variation 1BeeventBronze Medal 2020Critical Fail!
1KValentines 2020VolcanoTreat 2019
01-25-2020, 07:14 PM






Harbringr complimented her sharp-wit, and then continued on explaining the need for strong Ashen warriors. Pestilence rolled her eyes skyward, catching sight of the owl as she flew in. She watched as Harbringr addressed the companion, and then spoke again when she'd flown away. Somehow it was acceptable to her that his love was reincarnated in another species, and Pestilence had no interest in interrupting their conversations. "Why would I want to lead bad asses into battle?" She scoffed. "They'll just get in my way."

At first Pestilence expected her uncle to be on her side with the whole 'spirits weren't real' thing, Costanza aside. When he mentioned that Archon's visit might have been real, her ears flattened and tears stung her eyes. "I don't know, I didn't ask." The pup murmured softly, trying to recall if they'd said he visited in a dream or during a ritual. After a moment she sniffed hard, and then looked up at her uncle tearfully. "if it's true, why did he visit them and not me?" The princess hadn't had any dreams where her father talked to her, just nightmares of his doom in the volcano.



"Speech"
"Thinking"
"You."

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