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Just call me Bramble Trouble Carpathius!

Flurry



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
29
size
Dire wolf
build
Light
posts
228
player
Bunni

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Samhain 2022
09-19-2023, 02:12 PM


Bramble Carpathius did not know when to stop. Even after being attacked by a bear and admitting to her father that she might have a crush on someone, she couldn't stay home. Not when there was training to be had. She could feel it in her body that she was close to being great. As her second birthday was right around the corner, she was more than excited to be an "official" adult. To prepare for that, she wanted to spar with wolves she wasn't used to sparring with. Training with her father, siblings, and the other warriors of the Hallows was great, fantastic even, especially since she got to watch her younger siblings grow and learn. But it soon became almost... predictable. What she needed was a change of scenery!

The thing with Bramble was that her mind kind of never stopped going. On and on, thoughts and drabbling trucked on in her brain. Constantly thinking about something, worrying about someone, her brain just never shut up. A pretty flower could be distracting or the snow swirled around in soft drifts that piled up against the trees. Oh, how often she wondered how it was possible that a land bridge was the only thing that separated winter from summer. She definitely had not expected the weather to be so drab already and the oncoming hail storm rolling in from the west worried her.

Plus, she might be lost. Just a little bit.

Not that she hadn't traveled to the Battlefield by herself before, but her companions had ended up squabbling over something menial and that had distracted her enough to get her off of her path. Standing now on the edge of the Bifrost's Boreas shore, she glanced to the east. Not far off into the water, a small island lay. Really not wanting to track herself through the thorny area of Gambit Briar, Bramble got the idea that maybe the island would be a shortcut. It's not, but she doesn't know that until she's swimming through the freezing water and pulls herself onto the sandy shore. Doves pile about the small almost-tropical-appearing island and are easily scared by the cawing of her raven. With the storm rolling in faster, the young princess looks for somewhere safe to shelter.

Bramble Carpathius


wc: 380/1500

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




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