Just Can't Win

*Azalea* · 06-26-2014, 09:06 PM

Azalea was relieved, everyone was. The whole of Alacritia breathed a sigh of relief as the epidemic came to the end after Covari (at least she was fairly certain) discovered the cure. Azalea was more than happy that it hadn't been Glaciem, they likely wouldn't have shared it with Valhalla.

It was over though, the wave of death past them. In its place life took root as Azalea grew near to dropping pups. The little life suckers had her bloated but she didn't believe she was much larger than last time. There was no telling herself that there was only one puppy in there, she felt multiple. They were actively rolling and kicking and it wasn't uncommon for Azalea to be seen bracing her legs and swearing.

She had made a point to get out while the going was good. While Sarak was out (likely hunting for her) she ditched the joint, making her way oh so ironically north. She wanted to see Liberty.

When Azalea found herself on the doorstep of Tortuga it was dumb luck. She had never been to Tortuga nor did she have any idea of where it was located... until now.

She looked around, ears pulling back, uncertain on how to proceed or if she should just go around. If Roman came along she would pick up her scent so best to at least say hi and not seem like she's spying.

Azalea sat down, her butt on the ground with her legs propping her up. Her nose tipped back and she called out, a short and sweet howl.

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