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"You all died, I can't relate because I'm still here, but I know what it's like to have life cut short. To feel dead, to feel angry at the ones who hurt you. But your vengefulness will not make things better for you." Delilah spoke nervously, her tail brushing against Renegadeanthem's side to comfort him as her herb was lit on fire. Sage, a powerful ghost-repeller, used for blessing territories. The spirits all seemed to avoid her, but with a wave of the herb using telekinesis, Delilah began a soft song, similar to a lullaby, or a prayer.
"We mean no disrespect.. You all deserve to rest. In peace." Delilah whispered, blinking her magenta hues towards the crowd which had tried to advance closer to her group of tribemates. She was a medic, she had studied many things, not just medicine. The vines that stained her paws began to grow further up her legs, stopping at her shoulders and thigh. "Rest." She repeated softly, the spots along her back glowing a bit as large, transparent fairy-like wings began to sprout, cherry blossoms continuing to blow in the cold wind.
The Evergarden's were known in their village for being faeries and nymphs, but she wasn't one to talk about such things. Her family had shunned her for not having wings, she was the cursed child. But it seemed she just didn't obtain them until she did what she was destined to do.
With the holy smoke of the sage dusting the wind with silvers and greens of color, Delilah let telekinesis move the sage around, as she spread her blackened wings, using it to move the smoke around closer to the spirits. "With this sage, you shall rest eternally, and pass over to the light." Came a soft, foreign voice from Delilah as magenta eyes turned a bit darker.
TANGLEWOOD — MEDIC — FEMME — TAGS"We mean no disrespect.. You all deserve to rest. In peace." Delilah whispered, blinking her magenta hues towards the crowd which had tried to advance closer to her group of tribemates. She was a medic, she had studied many things, not just medicine. The vines that stained her paws began to grow further up her legs, stopping at her shoulders and thigh. "Rest." She repeated softly, the spots along her back glowing a bit as large, transparent fairy-like wings began to sprout, cherry blossoms continuing to blow in the cold wind.
The Evergarden's were known in their village for being faeries and nymphs, but she wasn't one to talk about such things. Her family had shunned her for not having wings, she was the cursed child. But it seemed she just didn't obtain them until she did what she was destined to do.
With the holy smoke of the sage dusting the wind with silvers and greens of color, Delilah let telekinesis move the sage around, as she spread her blackened wings, using it to move the smoke around closer to the spirits. "With this sage, you shall rest eternally, and pass over to the light." Came a soft, foreign voice from Delilah as magenta eyes turned a bit darker.
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