ardent

why does it always have to a bear?

quill



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
58
size
Dire wolf
build
Light
posts
241
player
Bunni

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Samhain 2022
11-09-2024, 02:15 PM
Bramble stayed dutifully by his side as her brother worked his healer magic. For such a young pup, he already appeared so adept at the skill. If Ioan kept at it, perhaps he would be their next lead Physician. She would have to say something to their father later after she explained the pools of blood trailing through the castle... Shoot, Tati. Her face twists momentarily before her brain registers that he's teasing her. Blinking her expression back to calm and steady, she smirks at him, her paw replaced back upon the floor.

"Unless I've gotten amnesia, I would say so," she teased back, her eyes crinkling with laughter, hoping it helped to keep him distracted. Still, her mind raced. This was Talyssa's lover... Bramble and Talyssa had never been super close, not like she and Dusk were, but if Lyssa found out about this... What would it do to their friendship? Their sisterly bond? Regret and dread fill her, dampening her stomach, twisting it into knots. She might be sick.

But she had to be strong for him. He had indeed saved her from the mother bear, nearly costing him his life for it. So her smile stayed, though it wavered, as he continued to tease. "What a pair indeed," Bramble muses, though the smile doesn't reach her eyes anymore. What will Tati think? Her mind races, trying to wander into dark corners of self-doubt and deceit until he speaks his name. Blinking softly, Bramble looks down at him. Quill. Simple, handsome, just like him. No, no! Bad brain!

"You were a tad preoccupied with other things such as bleeding out," she teases, her lips curling up in a smirk, attempting to smooth her awkwardness with a chuckle. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Quill. I am Bramble," her turquoise eyes linger on his pink and blue pair, trying to ignore the way her heart picked up. Was the room getting warm for anyone else?

"Bramble"

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