Mama she knew how to sing
10-20-2014, 02:02 PM
She was pleased to see the smile that lifted her Oracles lips, she conceded, agreeing that as always, the Goddess would protect them. Their postures mirrored each other, slumped and relaxed, yet and they were so very different. Her ashy pelt clashed with the crispy ivory of her tries chosen one, along with the vibrancy of their eye color. Her brows would lift fractionally as the Oracle opened up, sharing a tidbit of information about what was troubling her. She had not been sleeping, her head ached often, though it was subsiding. Concern would flood her features, she was concerned for the woman's wellbeing, though she had no experience with herbs, so she could prescribe nothing. "Mo ti kẹkọọ p? kan ti o dara idaraya igba iranlọwọ bik??e ti wahala." A shrug would lift her toned shoulders. Was the Oracle even allowed to partake in such things? Could she spar? Hunt? She had never been taught much about the Oracle, no one had, only that she was a Prophet from their Goddess. Not to mention Skah would probably have a coronary. A coy smirk would lift her features as she mulled over her thoughts, forgetting for a moment that the Oracles eyes were on her. "ọrọ" |