She'll come- these types always do

N/A · 09-15-2013, 06:13 PM

When the summoning howl caressed the air, she had been scouting for some herbs, but mostly jobless and welcomed the summons, though she had an inkling feeling that someone was hurt. What happened? The fleeting thought danced around her mind. Turning in a fluid motion, the dame set off at a quick pace, snatching some herbs from the pile as she went, basic ones for healing minor wounds and pain, she had a feeling that she would need them. Her walk would seamlessly flow into a trot, before a steady lope as she carried herself towards the sound.

The wolf she would see was not one that she recognized, so she would stop a small distance away, and dip her head to the other. "Eris, Curer of Glaciem, at your service." With those words, she would walk closer to the woman, examining her wounds through golden eyes. Waiting on permission to get to work.

THANK YOU YUMPY MY LADY LUMPY

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