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Something Amiss

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Wren I

"I'm the master of my sea"

Loner

age
2 Years
gender
Female
gems
112
size
Large
build
Medium
posts
390
player
Lackadaisy

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Vengeance
08-03-2022, 02:04 PM
"Gavroche?"

She approached the man, carrying on her back a pine marten whose leg had been twisted. She found the poor little thing on the edge of the Gorge, crying out in pain. Probably one of her hunting traps gone wrong, to be frank, but she felt it prudent to get help for it. But that could wait. The healer seemed distressed and she was here, available to help him probably as he would have helped her.

"Is something wrong?" Wren prompted as she neared "where's Bellamy?" She hadn't seen the woman stray from her mate's side since arriving. This felt wrong. She hoped nothing was going on... Maybe they had a fight? She hoped it was all that was wrong. Gavroche looked deeply troubled. On her back, as if sensing discomfort, the pine marten cooed.

"she speaks"

put me out of my misery
THINK MY HEART IS HISTORY
nothing can fix me