Stretch your legs

Gwyn was in the middle of cleaning a few pieces of cloth she had scavenged from around the castle so that she could use them for cleaning wounds or to use as bandages when she heard her brother's voice calling for her from the doorway. Her head popped up with surprise, her mint and lavender eyes blinking with confusion. Taking her somewhere? "Um..." He wasn't really giving her a whole lot of choice in the matter and before she could even respond Eilwen piped up from the ladder she typically perched on near the window. "An adventure then!" the white raven cheered, taking off with a couple flaps of her wings and landing on Gwynevere's shoulders. "Sounds like a splendid idea!"

The healer's ears flicked and she gave an uncertain glance over her shoulder at her companion with a frown. Eilwen was always nagging her to get out more, interact with the pack more, spend more time with her siblings... But what was so wrong with just staying here and working on her craft? At least it was safe here, right? But between Rudy's insistence and Eilwen's enthusiasm there didn't seem to be a way out of it. She looked back at her brother and gave him a small smile as she sighed and chuckled. "Alright, alright..." She got to her feet, dropping the cloth she was working on before getting up and walking toward the door with Eilwen still perched on her back. "Will you tell me where we're going at least?"

"Gwynevere" | "Eilwen"