ardent

Straight through the hole in my heart



Halo

Loner

Master Healer (250)

Master Intellectual (240)

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age
5 Years
gender
Female
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0
size
Small
build
Light
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333
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09-13-2022, 05:26 AM



Venturing out felt more comfortable now. Hazel was stable, and getting stronger by the day. Zee had delivered her pups safely, though there had been some complications with three of the children, they were all safe. Everyone was, more or less, taken care of. Though it didn't quell the worry in Halo's heart, things were calm enough. Well, they were as calm as they'd ever be with the number of pups toddling around, but that was fine. They were lively, and Halo adored them so. There were few things she enjoyed more in this world.

She hadn't really gotten a proper lay of the land, though. Learning what grew here, what populated the area surrounding their new home. Summer had finally come, and well, it was as good a time as ever... right? Though everything was reasonably okay, Halo couldn't help but feel the knot of anxiety in her belly as she slipped away from the Armada's packlands. She would... she'd be able to find her way home. She had to. There was no way that she wouldn't be able to follow her own trail back. Still, there was always that little prickle at the back of her neck, the one that was filled with what ifs. No. There would be no excuses. She was going to go get the lay of the land. She was going to go take stock of the local plants. If not now, then when?

As Halo neared the Wall, she heard the cry. It shattered the silence around her, filled the air with anguish. Was someone hurt? Her brow furrowed, looking to Mr. Raccoon as she lifted her muzzle to scent the breeze. Somewhere far off, there was blood. How far? Was she in danger? The howl on the stiff summer breeze was haunting, the sound of heartache. Though Halo feared the worst, there was a part of her that knew she had to go towards it, not away. If someone was hurt then it was her job to help. Taking a deep, steadying breath, the pale healer picked up a light jog and headed in the direction of the sound.

Though the man was a giant by normal standards, Halo's idea of normal had maybe been shifted in her time among the Armada. Soaked in stars and distraught to the core, she offered a soft sound to alert of her approach. Wouldn't want to startle someone who was already volatile... shoot she had all that time to figure out what to say, and still, words failed Halo. Her voice quivered as she spoke, not wanting to quite make eye contact. Something close, but not quite there. "I-I'm sorry, I heard you calling out and I um," the words come quickly, quietly... apologetically. Always an apology. "Are you um, are you wounded?" It's an unspoken offer of aid, though she can tell now that there are no obvious signs of a wound. In earnest, Halo speaks.

"Speech"


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