03-23-2021, 04:50 AM
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Tis was true, the legends were fact. Arrow had kicked the shit out of one of the swamp gators in a burst of manic energy that probably wasn't too bright in retrospect, but shut up, she killed a giant lizard. Or so she would say if confronted about her potentially fatal mission with no warning, rhyme or reason.
The wounds sustained had begun to sting from time to time, once the adrenaline and frustration of the recent happenings began to wear off. To her disdain, she had actually began to care about if her appearance was still up to standard, if only for Elsweyr and no one else. Without the validation from her girlfriend, the cheetah could not have given less of a fuck. Even if the asymmetrical damage could pose both an annoyance and benefit for pranking purposes, whipping around to frighten flightly Tanglers with a sudden mutilated ear and scar that would make a seasoned mobster jealous. Or, it would be that soon enough, she was still healing. But you always sort of knew when something would be a scar.
"Perhaps she's hunting for her new target. Dad joke, darlin'." Having heard that the Luminary was looking for her, Arrow had been persuaded to leave her resting spot immediately, finding her new task to appear present much more important. The skull Elsweyr carried was finely preserved, and she expected it had been made from the large prey and was to be placed somewhere in the home they both shared. "What'cha got there?"
[align=right][sup][sup]template © tikki[/sup][/sup]The wounds sustained had begun to sting from time to time, once the adrenaline and frustration of the recent happenings began to wear off. To her disdain, she had actually began to care about if her appearance was still up to standard, if only for Elsweyr and no one else. Without the validation from her girlfriend, the cheetah could not have given less of a fuck. Even if the asymmetrical damage could pose both an annoyance and benefit for pranking purposes, whipping around to frighten flightly Tanglers with a sudden mutilated ear and scar that would make a seasoned mobster jealous. Or, it would be that soon enough, she was still healing. But you always sort of knew when something would be a scar.
"Perhaps she's hunting for her new target. Dad joke, darlin'." Having heard that the Luminary was looking for her, Arrow had been persuaded to leave her resting spot immediately, finding her new task to appear present much more important. The skull Elsweyr carried was finely preserved, and she expected it had been made from the large prey and was to be placed somewhere in the home they both shared. "What'cha got there?"