100 Watt Smile

Though Ellis knew that this would happen, she was in no hurry to get to a tournament she had no doubt she'd be forced to participate in. The healer was, by nature, a pacifist. It was any wonder that she had lived as long as she had with her lifestyle, especially in Imperium. But while she did not focus on fighting and bloodthirsty work, the healer was always seeking to improve her healing skills. Collecting herbs, reviewing her knowledge, and giving a couple lessons here and there to Revenge when she could catch him. She still yearned to patch things up with Mercy, but she was scared of approaching the girl. But did that mean Ellis didn't care for her? No, of course not. Especially after seeing Othello, oh her dear friend, she had an even stronger resolve to watch over those two. They were their own wolves... but Ellis knew their mother cared deeply for Mercy and Revenge.

...But that brought up a question. As of late she had been scarce from her duties. She had been away, within the Range, with 'Tello. Hiding away from Imp, stealing moments with her best friend. But her absence might have been noticed, with Revenge not having had many lessons as of late. The female would slink in to where the tourney was held, a knot in her stomach. Imperium had claimed Othello's home... and that scared her. She would fiddle towards the back, a bundle of herbs wrapped up in leaves set by her paws. She didn't want to fight. She just wanted to tend to those who were injured. Nothing more, nothing less. She didn't even greet anyone... nor did Valen notice she was here yet. That was good... she hoped. Maybe he had ignored her presence being absence. Maybe no one even noticed. Ellis wasn't sure if that was good or bad, however. She closed her eyes, giving a soft sigh. Was it even known by others if she existed?

"Listen to me talk," 'but read my thoughts.'

"Settle down." Said my heart.
...and so here it was I would settle down.