BUT SHE'S A FOREST FIRE | RETURN

[Nayru]

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Nayru's extended absence had no real excuse. She shouldn't have left in pursuit of rare herbs nor had she done so discretely. Even Chad had been confused as to why she was suddenly packing a small satchel with necessities and then nosing him upon her head, a hushed franticness to her that struck the young gator as peculiar. She had brought that book with her too- more attached to the promise of magic than ever. A young witch she was and the more time she dedicated to the art, the less she fumbled and the more powerful she grew. She could feel her connection with the ancestors so clearly now, their whispers tugging on her incessantly day in and day out.

She loved it.

But still, she had no real excuse, and as she stumbled back onto the territory, bandages wrapped tightly around most of her torso and legs, she remembered that she hadn't even retrieved the herbs she had set out to get. [b][color=#6b7e99]"Damn," She whispered to herself, not even perturbed by her almost uncharacteristic word usage. There certainly was something off about the young Sawbone, her more confident disposition and strange appearance saying that much clearly. It was the ghostly apparition that trailed behind her that perhaps put the icing on the cake, form half visible as it grumbled and cursed wildly.

Apparently, her name was Jude. Nayru really didn't know much about the deceased wolf, just that she had been poached at a young age and turned malicious as a result result. Now, she was the cream tabby's problem after a bit of a magical complication. Luckily, nothing had gone exactly awry yet. She simply had to figure out how to unlink her, which was most likely easier said than done.

But at least she was home now... She had missed Malphas and Iota and Becky and really everyone. She had let them all down, left them without anyone who possessed any healing experience and hoped for the best. That facade of hers crumbled a bit at that thought, tears more indicative of her true nature now threatening to spill over pale cheeks. [color=#6b7e99]"I'm sorry!" She cried out, partially collapsing in the center of town, [color=#6b7e99]"I didn't mean to leave for so long!"

Jude scoffed behind her and Chad - who was bigger and incapable of riding upon Nayru's head - merely nudged at his companion with a hiss.

Did they hate her?

Were they mad?

She had so many questions and so few answer.