Who do you die for? - - open, Prompt.

[Nayru]

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The lightest of taps on her door was all it took to wake the tiny medic. She'd blink a few times before groggily stumbling towards the the sound, wondering who or what could be waiting for her on the other side. For a moment, she was anxious. Did someone get hurt? Were one of her clanmates sick? What would she be able to do as tired and out of it as she was?! But if that were the case... would they truly be knocking as quietly and respectfully as they did? This was Tanglewood, for Goddesses sake, if someone was dying, she'd know it.

Carefully pushing open her door, Nayru would gasp in surprise at the gift, her cerulean eyes widening. It was expertly made and absolutely gorgeous, not to mention that it complimented the colors and design of her scarf completely. She'd gently pick it up to investigate it further, the discovery of the hidden blade earning a tiny giggle from her. [b][color=#6b7e99]"It's perfect," She breathed aloud, slipping the bracer onto her left arm and securing the pouch. It felt natural there- almost as if it were an extension of her very body. She'd gaze at admiringly at it for a few more seconds before noticing the note.

"Something for a tight spot should you ever need it though I hope you won't have need to, but I would not see you defenceless against those larger than you - F.G"

The gift was from Fenri.

She felt herself tear up.

Before arriving in Tanglewood, Nayru hadn't known what this sort of generosity was. All she had had was her Father and his impossible demands for her and that had been... unbearable. Here, she finally understood what a family was. Fenri was more of a father to Nayru than her own had ever been and Nayru realized that with something akin to a start, the tears flowing freely from her eyes now.

She needed to find him.

Luckily, such a feat was not impossible and she came across Morgan, Amunet, and the man of the hour himself - Fenrisulfr  - with surprising ease. She was still crying a bit, much to her chagrin, but aimed a wide smile in his direction. [color=#6b7e99]"Thank you. It's perfect and I love it," She announced. She, too, hoped that there would never come a day where she would have to wield the tiny blade, but at least she'd be prepared now. In a world where most everything seemed to tower above her, it was nice to have a bit of an edge. [color=#6b7e99]"Will you teach me how to use it?"