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*Lillianna* · (This post was last modified: 07-28-2015, 02:09 PM by Lillianna.)

serpent plains

It was only from constant feeding the past few weeks that finally had Lillie's ribs receding back into her body like they should be. It was from one of those meals she just came from; a small deer that had been felled not so long ago. Being malnourished, she had been allowed to be one of the first to eat; it was something the female was definitely grateful for. She couldn't get enough of that rich red meat, so juicy and drowning her taste buds in pleasure.

It was then, satiated, that the girl caught a glimpse of red, and she ducked down into the vegetation, peering cautiously ahead of her. She was near the border, she knew, just wanting to check it out, and maybe forge across the river where it was shallow to see the other lands of Alacritia's east. It was near that river she was now, though still on Abaven's side; she could see the tall grasses of the Rustling Thicket... and a small red form, laying down, on the scent line that separated the territories. The pup was between the grasses and the river; it was the only reason Lillie even sighted the pup. And it was most definitely a pup... one that looked like her, in some places, though a lot more brown than the yearling would ever be.

Standing from her crouched position, she approached stealthily - before realizing that might not be a good idea. She justled the grasses, moving slowly, tail up, but not aggressively. "Hello?" she called out to the young thing, eyes settling on that malnourished form that was so like her own when she came to Abaven, except this girl seemed half as young. It was a miracle she had survived yet.

"Speech"

Note: Lillie has scars over her right eye and down her cheek. She also has scars under her chin and on her jaw. Her tables and art will most likely not reflect this. Unless it is specified otherwise, assume Lillianna is accompanied by her companion.

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