Heated Whispers and Baited Breath
03-26-2015, 09:10 PM
Her brother leaned into her soft touch, making her hum softly. At his narrowed gaze and soft words, she snorted and turned towards the stream, long tail flickering behind her. "You know as well as I that I will always be fighting. Its what I like to do, just like you like your herbs. We are really the perfect pair, you and I. I fight, and you heal. So no matter what happens, I can always count on you to be there and help me out." she smiled to herself, back still turned to the larger male. Padding up to the trickling water she dipped her head down and greedily sucked in as much water as she could. Her pallet was so dry, and the cool touch of the liquid sat heavy in her belly. But damn was that much needed. Revenge reached her and nuzzled into her, making her lift up her damp muzzle. Dropletes struck the earth as she licked at her chops, thinking about what Revenge had asked. "Is there even a place here with enough water to bathe?" |
Mercy likes to swear and bite, and she can be unpredictable. She's not always nice, and is quick to jump into a fight. Thread at your own risk.
Mercy has a visible scar from her shoulders down to the middle of her back, in a v like shape. Not all of her art shows this.
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