RAY
In ancient times
cats were worshipped as gods
cats were worshipped as gods
Ray came to her senses as Lisbeth stroked her fur, giving a happy little rumble as she stretched her paws out in front of her. Carefully, she stood, shaking out her fur to dislodge the leaves that had gotten stuck from the fall. Once she was satisfied, she playfully nudged Lisbeths' shoulder with her head before shifting back.
Ray returned to her human form, sitting cross-legged on the ground in front of the Accepted, "I'm ok. Are you? That was a bad fall." The herbalist eyed the younger woman in front of her with concern, trying to see if there were any injuries present.
When she didn't see anyone, her eyes crinkled with mirth, "But hey, we got your branch!" She pointed towards the cause of all of their troubles. The branch had landed just fine on the ground not far from them.
Ray returned to her human form, sitting cross-legged on the ground in front of the Accepted, "I'm ok. Are you? That was a bad fall." The herbalist eyed the younger woman in front of her with concern, trying to see if there were any injuries present.
When she didn't see anyone, her eyes crinkled with mirth, "But hey, we got your branch!" She pointed towards the cause of all of their troubles. The branch had landed just fine on the ground not far from them.
They have not
forgotten this
forgotten this
