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bramble



Bramble

The Hallows
Envoy

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Master Intellectual (420)

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age
2 Years
gender
Female
gems
10
size
Dire wolf
build
Light
posts
232
player
Bunni

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Samhain 2022
03-07-2023, 12:02 PM


Unlike her very quiet cousin, Bramble's head took an opposite direction. Whenever she felt overwhelmed, she talked. Man did this pup like to talk. A babbling brook of words would tumble from her lips. She would talk to her companions if she didn't have anyone to talk to. There was so much going on in the world. The lights, the sounds, the noises, the change of the weather, the different wolves to meet, the everything! Gosh, her brain just would. Not. Shut. Up!

Truly at times, her brain would hurt. It made her want to clench her teeth and cover her ears. When she woke up today, that's how it felt. All of her siblings were bundled up, chattering away. Since all of them, minus Kea, had pretty much gotten themselves into trouble, they had all been holed up inside the castle to live out their punishment days. While Bramble loved her siblings, more than she had words to explain it, she couldn't think when they were all talking. It felt so... confusing and painful.

So slipped away to her safe space. With Berry and Bristle in tow, Bramble slunk off to the library. Lately, she had taken to wandering around the dusty book-filled room where it was quiet and dark. The curtains were still drawn and a fire crackled in the fireplace. Typically, whenever she was here, usually in the dead of night (a girl couldn't sleep, ok?) no one else was. Being alone, surrounded by words and dust bunnies, Bramble could sort out her brain and feel at peace. But today was different. She could scent someone who had recently entered. Curious to who else wanted to be in such a forgotten place, Bramble made her way down the aisle. Only a few minutes would pass when she spied one of her cousins nose-deep in a really large book.

"Meadow?" Her voice was a loud whisper as she approached. Berry, the fisher, leaped up onto her shoulder while Bristle, her raven, settled atop the bookcases. She was allowed to wander the castle without supervision as long as Bristle reported to her father every few hours - he really meant it when he said she wasn't allowed to leave the approved territories. "What book you got?" She asked as she lowered herself closer to the carpeted floor in an attempt to appear smaller. Like most of her siblings, she was very large and already felt as if she towered over others. "Can I join you?" Bramble asked, still loud whispering as she stared at Meadow with a friendly smile.


bramble's companions are to be assumed near her unless stated otherwise.