09-14-2019, 07:00 PM
Delilah Evergarden
tanglewood | 32 m/o | femme | dark faerie
tanglewood | 32 m/o | femme | dark faerie
Too much time spent watching those around her through sightless eyes, too much time spent worrying over the past. What mattered was the present, and the question offered to her by the younger medic. Someone like her, could she help him even if she wasn’t who she used to be? It was a shame the faerie had to ask herself that. A real pity, indeed.
However, the woman merely nodded her head, eyes of magenta blindly gazing over the sight of a dislocated appendage, bracing the young child with skilled paws. Her paws slid over fur, before the feeling of a dislocation made her nod her head. ”Ready when you are, Selby.” She meowed, ever so softly, as if the very mention of this was a typical. You’ve dealt with this before. Long, long ago. When your vision wasn’t so blurred. Delilah’s breaths were steady, the smell of blood blocked by her focus. ”Whatever you need me to get, I will.”
Now wasn’t the time for moral debates.
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