04-25-2019, 10:56 PM
RAMONA LINGRÉ
✯ — THE GROWN UPS TAUGHT ME TO WATCH AND LEARN
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a young girl watched the struggle from afar, her eyes squinted as she watched the massive beast be drug along by a team of NPCs, her gaze cold as she sauntered over, drawling a welcome to the NPCs, the youngster looking the beast over in some kind of awe.
pushing on her childish impulses, she shook herself out, inspecting their crudely sewn mouth, sniffing at the old traces of blood mixed with new before her own lips drew back into a disgusted snort. this poor fool. i wonder how they managed to get it down. she thought as she observed the wounds, attempting to call upon her memories related to injuries.
"hey. what are you? you look sickly and weak, a far cry from the prideful beast that your kind are.", she murmurs aloud, sighing and bumping her head against their muzzle, "i'll swing by later with some poultices for your scratches, big guy. least i could do, for someone who looks like they might know my family."
pushing on her childish impulses, she shook herself out, inspecting their crudely sewn mouth, sniffing at the old traces of blood mixed with new before her own lips drew back into a disgusted snort. this poor fool. i wonder how they managed to get it down. she thought as she observed the wounds, attempting to call upon her memories related to injuries.
"hey. what are you? you look sickly and weak, a far cry from the prideful beast that your kind are.", she murmurs aloud, sighing and bumping her head against their muzzle, "i'll swing by later with some poultices for your scratches, big guy. least i could do, for someone who looks like they might know my family."
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