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Briar

The Hallows
Lady of Cinder

Master Fighter (245)

Master Intellectual (240)

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age
6 Years
gender
Female
gems
475
size
Large
build
Light
posts
721
player
Shelby

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04-24-2021, 09:05 PM
Find #7


Briar was distracted for a moment form the situation they were in as he informed her that there was in fact twelve brown swords, not just the one she saw scattered around in pieces here. She blinked with surprise and chuckled. Well, at least there was plenty of these swords for him to pick from, she supposed. "Sounds like you need some better weapons," she added with a soft chuckle. She knew it was just a momentary reprieve, but it was something and she was glad at she could give it to him. She leaned her head into his neck while she continued to hold him and let him hide away for as long as he wanted, more than happy to just sit here with him if that's what he needed. She didn't exactly know how to approach these kinds of things, but she was also perfectly fine with him directing where her visit took them.

After a few moments of silence, her paws started rubbing gently at his back and between his shoulders. "How bad is it?" she asked gently. Was it something that could be healed? She wasn't the most skilled healer around, but who knew, maybe there was something she had learned from Marigold that could help. It was a long shot of course, but she had to ask to know if there was any way she could help.

"Briar" | "Marigold"






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