ardent

Night Terrors



Azalea

Loner

age
6 Years
gender
Female
gems
85
size
Medium
build
posts
444
player
10-19-2013, 05:25 PM




The wolf motioned to her den and Azalea wondered how much longer she had before her body flipped the switch and she crumpled to the ground from the lack of oxygen. "I-in th-there. Lav-lav-laven-der. F-far Ri-" Her words were broken but still they were enough for her to understand. Azalea rushed forward, brushing by the female and into the den, tail now high over her back.

She could smell the herbs, some familiar and many more foreign. The scent of lavender was distinctive enough and she picked it out easily. She grabbed all she could find. Backing out of the den she closed the space between them. "Sit, before you pass out." That made sense right? So she wouldn't fall... well.. not all the way. "Uh... here." She pushed a heap of lavender at her and saved a stalk for herself.

Licking up the piece she saved, she chewed it slowly letting the juices absorb. She watched the wolf before her closely, waiting for her to eat hers and more importantly for her to calm down some. "I'm Azalea Adravendi."



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