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Picking up the pieces

Laeta - TW: assault trauma



Laeta

Somnium

Intermediate Navigator (40)

Expert Intellectual (135)

age
7 Years
gender
Female
gems
191
size
Small
build
Light
posts
162
player

The Ooze ParticipantThe Ooze - Variation 3
08-30-2022, 03:05 PM

Having been put in life-threatening situations herself, Laeta could pick up on something wrong with Syanna. She had experienced something life-changing, in a very tragic way. Her ruby eyes glittered, softened with an instinctual sympathy towards the vixen, her heart sinking as she noticed her particularly obsessive method of aligning all the herbs perfectly. She understood Syanna to be well-organized, any good physician should, but her incredibly intricate eye to detail suggested an attempt to mask distress from a trauma rather than simply being neat. It concerned her deep to her core. She needs help, desperately, Lae thought to herself, frowning softly. How horrible wolves could be, stripping others of their ability to live their lives safely. The vixen replied she was pleased to see her recover, and Lae nodded, smiling ever so softly but still greatly worried for the woman in front of her. "I don't question it, either. Each day since then has been a blessing." But she was not swayed. Not even when Syanna turned away and she was unable to see her expression, but her fiddling with the bottles and tinctures led her to believe she had clearly experienced something of terrible magnitude. All the more reason to not so much pry as to gently encourage the woman to say what was going on.

Lae tilted her head as Syanna tried to dismiss it - as if Lae had asked her about something as nonchalant as the weather. But this was not a casual topic, and Laeta knew that. She pressed onward. Though not wanting to pressure the poor woman into reliving her trauma, she was stubborn enough not to let her drown in her thoughts, either. "Syanna..I will not tell a soul. What you say will remain between the two of us. Something happened to you, and I can help you - at least by listening. I care about you. I can tell you are struggling, and I'll sit here as long as you want or need," She said finally, her words soothing like lavender and honey. She would hear Syanna out as much as she wished to omit. But she would not leave a packmate who had helped her to surffer alone. "You helped me through my darkest hours. I can do my best to help you through yours."

”Speech” ’Thought’

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laeta has a european badger companion named melis. he can speak and is assumed to be with her at all times.