RAY
In ancient times
cats were worshipped as gods
cats were worshipped as gods
Ray's eyes went wide at Seren's reaction. She waved her hands, "No, no, you misunderstand! When I meant harm I meant something like arrest or question them about something. I know you're not like that." The herbalist felt horrible for making her friend think that Ray saw her that way. She didn't. Seren was one of the few people she'd met that the Attuned was certain would truly never harm someone unless it was in defense, or as a last resort.
Ray sighed and turned to busy her hands, finishing up sealing the containers of dye. The task complete, she put them in a basket. Handing it to the demigod, her smile a bit sad. "I'm sorry for not being clear enough. And if I hear of anyone that matches that description and is willing to help, I'll let you know, ok?"
Ray sighed and turned to busy her hands, finishing up sealing the containers of dye. The task complete, she put them in a basket. Handing it to the demigod, her smile a bit sad. "I'm sorry for not being clear enough. And if I hear of anyone that matches that description and is willing to help, I'll let you know, ok?"
They have not
forgotten this
forgotten this
