Mid-Life Crisis
Resin!
03-20-2021, 10:47 AM
The cuts and bruises of all those involved with the sabertooth attack were still taking their toll. As such, most wolves were sticking closer to home than they usually might; Resin included. Not one to sequester herself away, however, the grey and black fae was out in the side yard enjoying a rare sunny day amidst all the snow. She'd been resting upon one of the big slabs of stone where some sort of sculpture had once sat. The sun had warmed the stone and it was almost pleasant. It would have been more so had the snow begun to melt. Everyone was quite sick of winter and everything that it brought with it. Dark ears perked as Luta called for her. It was rare for the healer to need something so the ashen fae slid down from her perch and moved around the edge of the castle and into the courtyard where the sunset woman waited. "Luta," she said in greeting. The brow above the dames missing eye arched in silent question. The woman didn't seem upset or hurt, so she wondered what sort of query the woman would pose. "Speech"
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