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Ara

Somnium

age
10 Years
gender
Female
gems
0
size
Medium
build
Medium
posts
414
02-19-2015, 02:37 PM
Already, Ara felt more at home here than she ever had. Novel seemed to be growing distant again, despite their new-found freedom and despite the warmth that summer brought to the lands. The only thing that had been able to help her before was time, and she knew again she would simply have to be patient -- to be there for her wife as much as possible, though she knew all she could do was support her and wait. Giving her space seemed to good option too, and she knew that though Novel might not like the time alone, it was necessary for them both.

Slowly she would pad through the mangrove, heading closer to the hot spring. It was utterly freeing to not have to worry about where she went, to not have to fear that she or the ones she loved might be punished for no more than being of the Destruction name. There would be no argument from Ara if she was asked to contribute to the pack -- in fact, she wanted to, to secure her and her family's place here.

The first scent that touched her nose, rousing her from her quiet thoughts was the overwhelming scent of herbs, mixed closely together, barraging her senses with their familiarity. Curiosity shone in her eyes as she took a few tentative steps forward, searching for the source of the scent in the distance.

It was one of her Sovereign's children, a girl that was only slightly familiar to her. With ease she would dip her head, not wanting to seem threatening as she approached. Though she wasn't the most sociable of creatures, she knew that getting to know the other healers of the pack would be necessary, and only in the possibility of gaining knowledge and furthering herself for her family was she bold enough to close the distance between them. Still her head was kept low, her posture far from threatening as her gaze shifted from Amalia to her herbs, an inquiry lingering on her lips as she spoke. "Hello," she greeted her softly, her words carefully spoken. "You are a healer as well? Forgive me if I'm wrong." Epiphron had spoken of this girl as family, and there was little doubt in her mind that this was one of her children.