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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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05-02-2021, 12:13 AM


Briar hummed softly in acknowledgement when Artorias mentioned how much Tamsyn looked up to her father and how he had saved her life, citing that as the reason for it, that she may have wanted to honor him. She had heard stories about her father's former General, but had never really asked about her. It made her want to whenever she got a chance to talk to her father again. She knew he'd be caught up in everything going on for a while, but she tucked it away on her ever growing list of things to question him about.

For a little while she just looked out at the scenery, shoulder to shoulder with Art, a small smile lingering on her lips. Considering how dark this day had started out, she was pretty happy with how it had ended up. She knew it wasn't over yet and there would be a lot more dark days ahead for her friend, but she'd be there for him. It made her happy knowing that she could make him a little happier. As if reading her mind, he said how he was glad she came and she looked over at him. His thanks made her ears fold back shyly and her smile widened before she could glance away again, nudging his shoulder with hers. Dumb, sweet Blue Boy. "Don't mention it. What are friends for?"









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