Epic Story
07-09-2014, 07:32 AM
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In her jaws was a bundle of herbs, of a bass-ic collection of those used to disinfect wounds and to dress them. Every healer must learn this knowledge, but in case she would be out collecting herbs or aiding an injured wolf, Abaven would need more Vor's should she disappear. Her mismatched gaze had glanced backward multiple times to see of the rusted brute was following, with his own herbs as well. A cavern came to view, as she would saunter inside, sitting in the entrance, where light poured onto her milky pelt, depositing her bundle on the floor just between her paws, curling her pearly tail elegantly about herself. Mismatched gems gazed outward at the rust male, audits pricked. "Are you ready to begin your training?" |