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DELILAH EVERGARDEN
— Take a moment to think of just
tanglewood
- medic
18 months old
physically medium
emotionally easy
mentally easy
demiheterosexual heteroromantic
in love with renegadeanthems
completely blind
androphobic
skittish & sensitive
nature faerie
earth manipulation
telekinesis
x-ray vision
- medic
18 months old
physically medium
emotionally easy
mentally easy
demiheterosexual heteroromantic
in love with renegadeanthems
completely blind
androphobic
skittish & sensitive
nature faerie
earth manipulation
telekinesis
x-ray vision
//Delilah will be rescued in this thread, but feel free to leave some scratches on her flank as she's being rescued!
It was so cold, despite the humid air around her. Delilah had never felt so cold in her life, but then again, the wounds on her body had yet to be treated, and she could feel the infection in her missing leg taking over. She felt the phantom limb, the pain of a missing leg, as if the limb was still there, roaring out for her to fix it, but Delilah knew it wasn't there.
Heavily clawed eyes peered blindly into the territory as she heard snarls, whatever was left of muscles tensing as the scent of testosterone- males- washed over her. NPC's were starting to shuffle in the background, she couldn't decipher the scents. Whether that was from the lack of food she'd had recently affecting her sense of smell, but definitely not her sense of hearing- now enhanced by her newfound blindness.
The medic was known to be one of the most important members of a group. Without the medic, the group would succumb to too many injuries, and the population would waver. While she could easily find a replacement for her, Delilah didn't dare talk about such around others. She loved her job, she loved being a doctor, helping people.
Even if some scared her.
The faerie found herself whimpering as an NPC shoved her up onto her shaky paws, jabbing her in the ribs to get her moving- to make her move further into the territory, away from the intruders. Inky, drippy black wings hung limply at her sides, the black igor staining the ground under her as the girl felt a rough tug on the collar around her neck, grunting and sputtering as she stumbled.
It was so cold, despite the humid air around her. Delilah had never felt so cold in her life, but then again, the wounds on her body had yet to be treated, and she could feel the infection in her missing leg taking over. She felt the phantom limb, the pain of a missing leg, as if the limb was still there, roaring out for her to fix it, but Delilah knew it wasn't there.
Heavily clawed eyes peered blindly into the territory as she heard snarls, whatever was left of muscles tensing as the scent of testosterone- males- washed over her. NPC's were starting to shuffle in the background, she couldn't decipher the scents. Whether that was from the lack of food she'd had recently affecting her sense of smell, but definitely not her sense of hearing- now enhanced by her newfound blindness.
The medic was known to be one of the most important members of a group. Without the medic, the group would succumb to too many injuries, and the population would waver. While she could easily find a replacement for her, Delilah didn't dare talk about such around others. She loved her job, she loved being a doctor, helping people.
Even if some scared her.
The faerie found herself whimpering as an NPC shoved her up onto her shaky paws, jabbing her in the ribs to get her moving- to make her move further into the territory, away from the intruders. Inky, drippy black wings hung limply at her sides, the black igor staining the ground under her as the girl felt a rough tug on the collar around her neck, grunting and sputtering as she stumbled.
FLEXIBILITY, LOVE, & TRUST —
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