ardent

Almost adults

Briar and all the kids ♥



Bramble

The Hallows
Envoy

Master Fighter (400)

Master Intellectual (420)

An icon representing the specialty Bulwark Bulwark

An icon representing the specialty Tactician Tactician

age
2 Years
gender
Female
gems
19
size
Dire wolf
build
Light
posts
226
player
Bunni

1KFestival OrganizerDouble MasterCritical Dodge!Ooh La LaStudent
Samhain 2022
05-22-2023, 10:35 AM



Bramble’s excitement is palpable as Artorias doles out the gifts. When one is handed to Briar, her eyes draw over to her mother. A little gasp leaves her as Briar pushes the polished box toward her. Looking down at the package, Bramble is speechless. Already, she is awestruck by her sibling’s gifts, but as she opens her’s, she feels tears prick at the edges of her eyes. Taking the lid off of the box, she fights back her emotions. The love she has for her parents swells as she pulls out the tail cuff with its trailing blues and greens and sparkling glass beads.

“It’s perfect,” Bramble whispers as she sits back and lifts it up with her paws to see it in the light. Feeling the kiss of her mother upon her cheek, her smile widens. “Will you help me put it on after breakfast?” She asks hoarsely as she places it back in the box for now. Not wanting to damage it, she places the lid back on and tucks it safely away as the rest of the gifts are handed out and Briar leaves to gather breakfast.

Turning her attention to Artorias as he addresses them altogether, Bramble continues to smile. Her energy is hard to contain as he explains that they will get their own rooms and choose a path to climb. Excitement buzzes in her as she waits for a moment to speak up. Though she had had previous hopes of becoming a Knight, Bramble had begun to realize that she might be better off going in a different direction. She knew Artorias knew this after their conversations as well, but to announce it to her siblings would hopefully be fun!

When Lyssa speaks, Bramble’s ears flicker forward and then back. Ah, Envoy was a good choice! Smiling toward her sister, Bramble turns back to look at Artorias. “Ultimately, I would like to seek out a spot in the High Council,” she speaks with confidence as she always does. There isn’t ever a moment that Bramble isn’t unsure of herself. “But if that isn’t obtainable yet,” she winks at her father before continuing, “I would prefer Envoy as well or even possibly Commander,” her chest puffs slightly as her ears flicker, waiting patiently for her father’s response and also to see her sibling’s reactions.
Bramble Carpathius


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