I'LL WRECK THIS IF I HAVE TO;; open

[deimos]

DELDRACH

FEMALE — LIONESS — LONER

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Deldrach's eyes flickered up as a younger lioness- if she could call her that, she was basically the age of a cub- toppled over. Deldrach watched for a moment, the huffed as she pushed to her paws, lazily padding over. She didn't sense an air of concern until she was much closer, and her steps picked up as the lioness didn't rise- so it wasn't just a stumble that her heterochromic eyes saw. "Oi, kid." She called as she got closer.

Her head dipped down, trying to catch sight of the child's eyes. "You alright? Need me to find a medic?" Deldrach questioned.

#psychosocial.