Bring Out Yer Dead
[Raid Healing]
Mortis
Lieutenant
Master Fighter (245)
Master Hunter (240)
Marauder
age
6 Years
6 Years
gender
Male
Male
gems
98
98
player
Seadragoness
Seadragoness
05-08-2020, 03:50 PM
Malalia was quick to answer his questions, and his eyes got big as he told her of the adrenaline, the intensity. He wished he could see the bite marks on the wolf she had fought. He knew Malalia was a better fighter then he was, she had knocked him over on their spar together, and he wished he could have seen her match against the Ashen wolf. He giggled freely as she used him to demonstrate her attacks. “I bet!” he agreed easily. Mort wiggled at the mention of their father, who seemed to live and breathe battle, and knew it must be so. What had it been like, to charge into battle beside him? He needed to grow up faster, so he could be a part of these things! “We should play out the fight later… when you're free!” he said as Io came towards them. There was a touch of hero-warship in the young boy's eyes, for the warrior taking a moment to demonstrate for him, and include him in her heroics. He didn’t fight Io as she scooted him away, only grinned at his Aunt, and kissed the very leg that she pushed him with, and pranced out of the way. He did wiggle a little, and waited to see if Io needed him to fetch anything. He grinned at Venom when she appeared, but didn’t say anything to the Ashen Princess, knowing he would be putting at risk his right to stay here if he went against the lead healer's wishes for putting questions aside. When the two wolves were given the option to stay, or go, he looked imploingly at the both of them, but continued to say nothing. His eyes seemed to say stay with meeeee to mal especially, since she seemed amiable to answering every question. |
