Red alert
Bulwark
Tactician
06-12-2023, 06:04 AM
The Carpathian princess was out for her daily stroll through the lands of the Hallows. With her fisher and raven in tow, she thought of how beautiful of a day it was. Though chilly from the winter winds rolling in off the ocean, the sun had decided to peek out from behind grey clouds. Ensuring her green leather cloak was clasped tightly around her shoulders, Bramble continued her somewhat lazy pace around the edges of the Starlit Plains. Quite lost in thought, she wasn't paying attention to much of anything at all until Bristle, her raven, let out an alerting call. Bramble's teal eyes widened as she quickly scanned the area. There, not far off, laying upon a rock was a stranger that she didn't recognize. Her ears flattened and her eyes narrowed as she began marching over to the trespasser. Lifting her tail over her back and feeling the bristle of her hackles rise, Bramble let out a warning growl to the intruder. "How can I be of help to you, ma'am?" Her tone is gentle but forward, a means to say that she meant business if the woman decided to try any funny business. Bramble Carpathius
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bramble's companions are to be assumed near her unless stated otherwise.