10-01-2020, 07:50 PM
[align=center][div style="max-width: 450px; font-family: timesnewroman; font-size: 10pt; text-align: justify;"]Gael. The fox looked familiar to Moth, though she couldn't quite place where she had seen him before. She was sure they had met, though, so seeing a familiar face made the female calm slightly, even if not all the way, considering where she was. Fleshweaver was a new word to her, though context clues stated his daughter was a medic, something Moth was quite familiar with herself. "Thank you for letting me know," She would begin, thinking for a moment. "If your daughter needs anything, let me know? I have some books on medicines if she'd like those, it's the least I could do." She was making sure Atticus wasn't injured or sick, she needed to repay her in some way.
Concern flicked through Moth's face as she heard Ry come over, the word that he spoke under his breath to signal pain causing ears to swivel in his direction, a small flicker of a step being taken forward before she remembered - this wasn't her home. Though she would be happy to help if the other needed help with healing, she knew that she couldn't just step in, especially since he seemed to have been taken care of already. "It's nice to meet you Trygve." She would start, then offer a small smile to the two there. "I realized I hadn't introduced myself yet, my name's Moth..." Name drifted from her maw as she heard the call from Atticus, and eyes focused in on him.
He was so big. It still amazed her, even now, at how long she had been gone. She hadn't thought it to be so long, but the more she saw what was going on around her, the more she looked at friends and family she had known and loved before she had died, the more she realized - it had been almost a year. "Atti?" She would speak out, now taking her few steps forward before he was close to her, him reaching up to her face as he cried. "It's okay, it's me." She would coo, pushing forward in an attempt to press up against him. "I don't know Atti, but it's me. I'm alive." She would ask about the scars later, the missing chunk of his ear. She knew he was okay. It was the Pitt but he was alive, he was being fed, he was big and strong.
Concern flicked through Moth's face as she heard Ry come over, the word that he spoke under his breath to signal pain causing ears to swivel in his direction, a small flicker of a step being taken forward before she remembered - this wasn't her home. Though she would be happy to help if the other needed help with healing, she knew that she couldn't just step in, especially since he seemed to have been taken care of already. "It's nice to meet you Trygve." She would start, then offer a small smile to the two there. "I realized I hadn't introduced myself yet, my name's Moth..." Name drifted from her maw as she heard the call from Atticus, and eyes focused in on him.
He was so big. It still amazed her, even now, at how long she had been gone. She hadn't thought it to be so long, but the more she saw what was going on around her, the more she looked at friends and family she had known and loved before she had died, the more she realized - it had been almost a year. "Atti?" She would speak out, now taking her few steps forward before he was close to her, him reaching up to her face as he cried. "It's okay, it's me." She would coo, pushing forward in an attempt to press up against him. "I don't know Atti, but it's me. I'm alive." She would ask about the scars later, the missing chunk of his ear. She knew he was okay. It was the Pitt but he was alive, he was being fed, he was big and strong.