ardent

That would be enough

Mortis



Briar

The Hallows
Lady of Cinder

Master Fighter (245)

Master Intellectual (240)

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An icon representing the specialty Bard Bard

age
6 Years
gender
Female
gems
470
size
Large
build
Light
posts
720
player
Shelby

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06-06-2021, 11:15 PM


A voice calling to her made her freeze in place mid attack, her claws stick in the dummy she was ruthlessly going after. She glanced over at the wolf that she hadn't realized was there and her turquoise eyes fell on the unmistakable form of her brother. The last time they had really interacted was when she was a small pup playing under his wings, but she remembered him being at the funeral of their mother clearly. She definitely hadn't expected to see him here and she had been far too lost in her own head to notice him appear next to the barracks. Despite how dark and gloomy her mood at been just moments before, she felt a grin pull across her lips as she pulled her paw free of the dummy and trotted over to her brother.

"You're back!" she exclaimed as she tapped his chin playfully with her nose, her tail wagging gently behind her. She stepped forward to press her chest to his and embrace him tightly for a moment. With her sisters being absent or distant at best, losing their mother and brother, being back here instead of in The Hallows with Artorias, and Asla busy with her new pups she had found herself increasingly lonely during the stints of time she was here so even just seeing her brother here helped a lot. Maybe that was one of the reasons why her loss had stung even more than it should have.

"I'm really happy to see you, Mort," she told him truthfully as she took a step back to look up at her brother, a little smile pulling at her lips. "What have you been up to?" She was oblivious to why all her older siblings were so distant and scattered, not knowing what had driven them away. It had just been a fact in her life that her brothers were absent that she had never felt she could really question.

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