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Delphi



You're not feeling so well...

Delphi

Hemlock
Curator

Master Healer (285)

Master Fighter (350)

An icon representing the specialty Poison Master Poison Master

An icon representing the specialty Knight Knight

age
2 Years
gender
Female
gems
46
size
Extra small
build
Balanced
posts
453
player
Bunni

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02-18-2024, 05:29 AM (This post was last modified: 02-18-2024, 05:29 AM by Delphi. Edited 1 time in total.)

Still entangled between some legs, Delphi twists until she can get a good angle. Biting down on the canine's leg, she puts pressure on it until the sound of snapping tendons has the dog screaming in pain. It quickly stops attempting to bite her back and instead is trying to run away with its friends. Delphi rolls up to protect herself from flying limbs for a moment until its all clear.

Standing up and giving her coat a good shake, she turns to watch the last dog literally pissing itself. She can't help but giggle at the show of fear. "You told them!" Delphi calls out, a bloodied smile creeping across her lips. "Well, I gotta get back home. Maybe our paths will cross again someday," her tail wags a few times before she takes off toward the southeast back toward Fenrir's Maw.

-exit delphi-





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