an old saint

*Halo* · 01-03-2022, 01:01 AM

Healers brought balance to societies, and Halo was glad for that. At least within the Armada, she could feel like she was of some use. It was so different than how things had been back home... no. The Armada made her feel wanted, made her feel necessary. Though she felt out of place among them, she still understood that it was important that she was there. After all, warriors needed to be patched up. If she could repair them, then they could keep fighting. Halo needed to help, and needed to feel useful. Yes, well and truly, she could be useful here. That was for the best.

Lúta came her name, and Halo smiled softly. There was a genuine, gentle nature to her, as was typical. Her tail wagged softly. "Well, I think it's a lovely purpose," Halo affirmed. If life was a search for meaning, there could be as many answers as they needed. "I am," the tenderhearted girl nodded softly. "Were you looking for herbs too?" Her question was gentle... if she had time, maybe they could look together. Two sets of eyes were better than one.

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