ardent

foreboding feeling



Bramble

The Hallows
Envoy

Master Fighter (400)

Master Intellectual (420)

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An icon representing the specialty Tactician Tactician

age
2 Years
gender
Female
gems
68
size
Dire wolf
build
Light
posts
243
player
Bunni

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Samhain 2022
10-04-2024, 05:01 PM

Bramble nearly startles at the arrival of another female. Her eyes widen, taking in the albino features and spiked goggles. Canting her head slightly, her lips clamp close quickly, attention fully on the chattering of the stranger. "You have traveled a lot?" There is quiet curiosity in her tone as she too looks up to the spires that rise above them. She nearly forgets the formidable man at their side until his gruff voices speaks up. His choice of words has her ears folding back, eyes flicking to him hesitantly. It was quite odd that he appeared similar to their newly swathed red surroundings.

"Secrets are indeed a good way to think about it," she still speaks quietly as she pulls away from the duo that appear to know far more than her. All Bramble has known is the castle and this is far different than that. Even the ground feels different. She hadn't noticed the stillness of the air until the wind suddenly picked back up, allowing a soft but eerie wail to pass through the spires. "So are these natural or not?" Bramble questions, looking back to the other two with a furrowed brow before turning back to the closest spire. Reaching forward, she gently places her paw upon a smooth edge and pulls back quickly when a shiver runs through her.

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