Night Terrors
11-06-2013, 03:49 PM
"Sometimes I hope that bloodshed is never the answer..." Eris seemed tense, a bit on edge by the words that came from the young female before her. "Problems of being a healer, I suppose." Azalea shrugged. "I don't know about that. Isardis has rather archaic ways of being diplomatic." She signed. The more she thought about it, though, she was reminded of the fight for Liberty. Chryanthe had gone for the king's crown jewels and that was what he truly deserved, to live without the ability to procreate. Azalea shook it from her mind, thinking better of discussing this further with the tawny colored she-wolf. "How long?" Her question came with a notion toward her stomach. Swollen and heavy, she must be getting close. Speech, |
