08-22-2018, 07:07 PM
[align=center][div style="text-align: justify; width: 55%; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10pt; letter-spacing: 0px;"]Unlike Feliks, Imperia cares greatly about mental health. Her own, and the health of others. It is her job. Well, actually, it was her job. Without the official title of cleric, the she-wolf is little more than a concerned party. Not that it is a bad thing. In fact, Peri takes it upon herself to care when no one else will. Which is why Imperia does not take a neutral stance upon seeing the mutilated boar carcass that Thea is trying to call "food." Granted, the young canine words her thoughts in a way that is less critical and more constructive. "Are you going a little stir crazy?" she asks, avoiding the gruesome sight of the "boar" and instead gazing upon Thea. "Perhaps we should get you into some sparring sessions or hunting competitions." Physical activity is always a good outlet, and the young girl has always been a high-energy one.