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cairo!
06-02-2020, 04:24 PM
Malalia Fatalis
Fresh off of a patrol, the fae decided to do a quick hunt before she made her way back to the inner reaches of the territory. A young female elk, untested and unawares, made for a relatively easy kill, and Mal was dragging her quarry back to the stores when snow began to fall silently around her. The flakes of ice cushioned the air; it muted the crunch of her pawpads as she dragged the carcass along the ice-encrusted plains. It tickled at her ears, her nose, and fell intact along her bristles. Her fur was normally a bit longer than average, so she was pretty darn fluffy in her winter coat. She sneezed, shook off the excess snow, and treaded onward.
Tossing the elk in with the others, she started to work off a decently sized chunk of the haunch for Cairo.
She made it a point to check in on her friend whenever she could. It had made her schedule a bit more strenuous, but the girl barely took notice. In her old home, they hadn’t the resources, the knowledge to effectively treat wolves as injured as badly as he had been. Paladin and Iolaire were masters, more than competent enough to take care of him. It also wouldn’t hurt to lay her eyes on him now and again.
The snow was falling harder, now, and Mal narrowed her eyes against the flurry. Dusted with snow, she made her way to Iolaire’s cottage, knocking politely and waiting a few heartbeats. When the healer didn't answer, Mal let herself in. “Hey,” she called softly, her words muffled through the haunch, ears flicking as her gaze swung around the interior of the cottage. She didn't want to disturb the man if he was still resting.
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