03-22-2018, 11:20 PM
(This post was last modified: 06-24-2018, 11:03 PM by Character Graveyard..)
LUNAFREYA N.F.
✯ — take these broken wings and learn to fly
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Luna had spent the past few hours exploring the territory- she’d seen The Plains, The Canopy and The Underground Complex. She had yet to see the rest of the territory. Luna, seeking some quiet, had made her way to the border- the one Bastille was near. Blue eyes scanned around before they landed on the unconscious Fireball.
In concern, she hurried to the fallen male. She ran her eyes over him- checking if he had any external injuries. Gently, the female lifted her paws and searched for his pulse. Heaving a sigh, she felt a rush of relief. He was alive.
Since the feline wasn’t trained that well in the art of healing and she didn’t know what was wrong with the apprentice- Luna panicked and she called out. “Help! Bastille is unconscious!”
In concern, she hurried to the fallen male. She ran her eyes over him- checking if he had any external injuries. Gently, the female lifted her paws and searched for his pulse. Heaving a sigh, she felt a rush of relief. He was alive.
Since the feline wasn’t trained that well in the art of healing and she didn’t know what was wrong with the apprentice- Luna panicked and she called out. “Help! Bastille is unconscious!”
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✯ — Luna. The Ascedants. Easy. — ✯