Mud wrestling
Any Britorias pups ♡
Bulwark
Tactician
07-30-2023, 07:48 AM
Now that she had her own bedroom, she enjoyed staring out at the sea that churned beneath the cliffs. White-capped waves shifted back and forth, slapping against the rock face. Clouds rolled in, threatening rain as it had yesterday and the day before that as well. From her perch high in the sky, Bramble could see just how wet everything was. Blades of grass drenched, droplets dripping from every tree branch, birds and critters alike trying to stay as dry as possible. Even her own companions nestled inside today instead of venturing out. Apparently, the oncoming cold weather was affecting everyone. Content to rest beneath her blanket and watch the turmoils of the ocean, she was pulled from her reverie when the echoing call of her father caught her attention. It was faint, coming from the front of the castle, but nonetheless, Bramble had heard. Curious and needing something productive to do today, the growing princess wasted no time. Telling her companions to stay put so they could rest and stay dry, she made her way from her room, down the multiple flights of stairs, and out the massive front doors. Once she was on the front stoop of the castle, she paused, lifting her nose to the wind and closing her eyes a moment. Inhaling deeply, Bramble smiled. The crisp winter scent was lovely to her and perhaps her favorite so far of the seasons. Perhaps they would have some snow soon. Once she was satisfied with her admiration of the change of seasons, Bramble made her way down the steps, through the gardens, and out toward the sparring rings. From a distance, she saw her father's deep navy form and her younger brother, Vendrick, already there. Her head tilted out of curiosity, she smiles and lets out an energetic yip to alert them of her presence. As she grows closer, she notices Vendrick's sullen posture and her brow raises curiously. "Cheer up, bubs. Whatever Dad has planned is sure to be fun!" She chirps excitedly as she reaches down to nudge his neck as she passes by him. Coming to stand in front of Artorias, Bramble's tail wags a few times. "A little muddy to be sparring outside today, isn't it?" Bramble questions as she looks around the muddy ring. Bramble Carpathius
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bramble's companions are to be assumed near her unless stated otherwise.
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