Hurting for a Smile

*Resin* · 04-15-2020, 12:18 PM

This was not a situation that the grizzled warrior liked to be in. She was an invalid. She was at the mercy of others. She couldn't even move out of her own damn den of her own free will. From the tip of her paw to her shoulder, her right leg was in a full, stabilizing cast. Her right shoulder as well as her ribs were wrapped in bandages. The only fur that was visible was her hind legs, tail, some of her ruff and her face. She had no choice but to lay prone on a pile of furs. Still. Stagnant. Grumpy as hell.

When the pawsteps approached the door of her expansive den, a growl bubbled up in the woman. It was only when she heard the soft tones of Tamsyn that her growling ceased and her fur smoothed. She didn't really want the dark fae to see her like this, but she couldn't turn her away. "Come in," she replied in her gruff tones. Ears tucked against her skull in embarrassment and shame. This wasn't how she was supposed to be. She was irritated. Annoyed. Exasperated. Surely it all showed on her scarred face.

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Hurting for a Smile

Resin

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