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Who you were meant to be

Bramble ♡



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
44
size
Dire wolf
build
Light
posts
231
player
Bunni

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Samhain 2022
02-12-2024, 02:58 PM

Bramble had been more than content to sit on her balcony all day. Listening to the rain plop against the stone railing, droplets watering the plants that she had inherited from the healers to help spruce up her rooms, she lets out a content sigh. Maybe it was time for her to talk to her father about Tate coming to live at Hearthstone. Maybe she should talk to Tate about it first? He wouldn't say no, right? Well, he did enjoy wandering. Insisting it was to gather intel for Tojo-Kai, but she wasn't so sure she believed that was wholly the reason. With so much on her mind, mostly the night of the ball, Bramble is surprised when her father calls for her.

While Dusk may have had the balls to keep their father waiting, Bramble did not. Quickly standing to her paws, giving her coat a good shake, she is out of her room and heading down the stairs. Hurried steps with an elongated gait carry her quickly to the Council Chambers. Indeed, one of her favorite rooms within Hearthstone. Taking a deep breath, she smooths out her fur between pushing the doors open as gently as she can. Slipping inside, she notices how her father sits at the table, his eyes trained on the effigies seated upon the map. One of her brows raise before lowering to knit both together as she steps up to the candle lit table. There she sees the Raider's effigy standing beside Ethne territory - so close to their own.

Taking her seat, she tries not to worry. Worrying it what got her heart racing and made her feel all too uncomfortable. Instead, she takes a deep breath, keeping her serious expression (which is hardly anything serious when it comes to Bramble) and looks to Artorias. "I heard about the raid. Their clashing was so loud that I could hear it from my window," her lips purse as she turns to study the effigies again. Were the Raiders a threat to the Hallows? Even with Siduri and who was the boy? Tarnish? They seemed to visit frequently enough... Surely the Raiders wouldn't try anything stupid. "Is this the reason you called?" She finally asks after a few moments of silence.

"Speech"


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




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