It's Just The Cards I Drew
11-02-2014, 07:07 PM
Throbbing head ached. Vision was still obstructed, as if she were wearing blinders, darkness shadowed peripheral view. She could hear soft paw-steps scraping against the sands, a soft embrace of the talons. The stranger would introduce herself as an alphess of Isokan, but. . . Isokan - that was Quelt's former pack, was it not? The woman would return with herbs and she followed the instructions given. Maw would pick up the plants delicately within her maw. The taste was definitely different and seemed almost bitter. But, regardless of instinct to spit it out, she swallowed the medication. A sort of jealousy stung within her. Why had he given this gal his throne? Marbled eyes would shift to meet the woman's gaze, her expressions were rather puzzling. Somewhere between anger and thankfulness. Our pack has a shortage of healers. One of the few healers has been busy caring for her own pups. And another just has not seemed quite herself as of lately. Kind of. . . detached? She would attempt to stand, the woozy seemingly to be much less than before, but definitely yet to be cured. She would close her eyes momentarily as if she were gathering thoughts and then meet the woman's gaze once more. Do you know Quelt? She would question with a faint bit of envy washing over her tone. How well did she know the man? my actions | my words | my thoughts |
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