Come Hither, My Craft Fellows
09-15-2013, 01:10 AM
She sat there pressed against Cael, enjoying the warmth and comfort her new found friend. Ears listened carefully but talk of training like warriors as well sent her back to her old days.She thought of the wars, the blood, the sickness. A shiver raced down her spine and for a moment her breath quickened at the memories. She could remember all to well what was needed from a Healer during those times. She had been very young, just learning her new rank within the pack. She remembered the screams and howls of pain, the metal tang of blood soaking the air and the ground. As Rayne spoke she snapp out of her daze and blinked at Erani.I've trained a few times with Demonio. Will we be partnered with each other or warriors? And should we have certain days and time to spar so as to also have time to train with you? She asked in a more serious manner than she had been before. She thought of her older sister who had always been here for her, always protecting her. It would be nice not have to rely on someone else to keep you alive. Not that she didnt mind but she felt helpless. Perhaps thats how warriors felt when someone got wounded?Erani..what if we also have a plan should something befall on the pack? Like a plan of action. Where to report, who goes where and what not. She added. Speech Thought Others |
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