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Re: SIX IS NOT A PRETTY NUMBER - Return/Joining - Kold - 03-11-2022

WHEN I LOOK IN THE MIRROR,
KNOW WHAT I SEE?
THE ANIMAL IN ME!
"I'm.... I'm fine. No.. I'm not." She shook her head, but gave Jorungand a somewhat reassuring look. "I'll be fine." She could only hope, though. She stepped further into his home, stopping as he approached. Keeping a facade of stillness, she lifted her wings and lowered her body onto the floor.

Along her left side, a few minor claw marks could be found, alongside some deeper, longer wounds most likely caused by some large animal. Her right paw had several bite marks, some deeper than others. The right side of her face, where her cheek had lay untouched by rot for the most part, flesh and fur had been torn away in a small patch. "Bet you'll never know who I ran into on my way here." She rumbled, her eyes scanning the area. "How are.... how are your kids?"
Reggan



Re: SIX IS NOT A PRETTY NUMBER - Return/Joining - JORMUNGAND Di ANGELO - 03-14-2022

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JORMUNGAND
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"woah, hey, relax there.." he started as she slowly crouched down, exposing all of her wounds. "you for sure won't be fine if those are your injuries, kold." his voice became stern and his tail flicked as he shut the door behind them. "here, lie on this." he mumbled, hurrying to a corner piled with fur, dragging a large bit over with his teeth, then scurrying off to look for his herb stash. there wasn't much he could do about the rotting of her cheek but he could bandage it as best as he could and clean out the rest of the wounds. "i'd love to know who you bumped into, please, do tell, kold." his sentence was cut short as he grabbed some leaves with his teeth to bring back to her.
a question about his children that made him halt. "my kids are fine. i haven't seen them in a long time, however asmodeus does come visit often. i'd love to go out and meet the other two again though, catch up after all these years. here, lie down on your side."