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I Wish I Had A Better Voice



Dalila

Loner

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Master Healer (255)

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The Ooze ParticipantPride - Demisexual1K
01-01-2021, 07:32 PM (This post was last modified: 01-01-2021, 07:33 PM by Dalila.)
Find #2

Life ran in such strange ways. Being stolen away only to be bought and brought right back to where she had started... it certainly wasn't what she had expected to happen when the door to her cell had been opened and revealed the two wolves that purchased her from those slavers. She had been right in her guess that they had been related to Venom when she smelled that familial notes in their scents, but she certainly hadn't expected for them to bring her back to Ashen. Figuring out where she stood now was difficult, but she was pleased by the lady she now got to serve. The two-toned man was more of a mystery and a bit of a concern for her, but Siren was lovely and she considered herself lucky so far. Growing up, she had seen far, far worse out comes for some of the wolves around her. Fate had landed her within Ashen twice now so she felt confident that this was where she was meant to be.

She moved though the pale trees around the Alabastrine Shrine, keeping her eyes peeled for herbs that she might be able to deliver to Siren. Healing had never been a particularly strong skill or talent of hers since the lowest classes where she was raised had been mostly relegated to fighting and hunting. Healing had always been something reserved for the more elite wolves and the shamans where she was raised. That didn't seem to be the case here, though Siren did hold the same air about her that the royal ladies she was used to did. Since that was her lady's passion she made it her own, working diligently to be the best assistant she could be.

As she reached the luminescent pool in the middle of the territory, her gaze landed on an oddly familiar figure though it did take her a moment to place where it was she had seen this woman before. The memory was a bit hazy and strangers did certainly look different in the daylight, but her coloring and patterns were distinctive enough to remember. Was this woman part of the pack now? Her ears flicked uncertainly as she stood behind one of the trees, just out of sight. If this was someone she was going to need to live with she ought to make amends... With a soft sigh she came out into the open, approaching the woman with a dip of her head. "Hello." What did you say to someone that you accidentally attacked once upon a time?

"Speech"





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