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[sup]© tikki[/sup]IT MUST BE BELIEVED TO BE SEEN
It was odd, the feeling that Moth got from watching as Jormungand got attacked, watched as he licked at the wounds that were now there, as the smell of blood reached her nose and the medic wanted to move forward to help, her gut was telling her to move forward and help. She watched as it seemed as though Atbash had a similar feeling, her brother stopping her from moving forward.
So instead of moving forward to Jor, Moth would instead move over towards Atbash and Vigenere, offering the two a look of ease before sitting down on the other side of the female in the hopes of calming both of their nerves. The fox's feet dug into the dirt before her as she struggled to not reach into her bag to cover the wounds that Jor had just been given, anger bubbling in her at the actions the other seemed to have in response. He thought it was nothing to be hurt like that, and the Tangler of old deep inside her wanted to make sure he knew the hurt that he had caused.
So instead of moving forward to Jor, Moth would instead move over towards Atbash and Vigenere, offering the two a look of ease before sitting down on the other side of the female in the hopes of calming both of their nerves. The fox's feet dug into the dirt before her as she struggled to not reach into her bag to cover the wounds that Jor had just been given, anger bubbling in her at the actions the other seemed to have in response. He thought it was nothing to be hurt like that, and the Tangler of old deep inside her wanted to make sure he knew the hurt that he had caused.
MOTH KINGMAKER - TANGLEWOOD - PENNED BY TIKKI - BIO