The Forsaken
Noah nodded along when the butcher's wife spoke, concern contorting his face when she admitted that she had an injury. "We can take care of that." Noah said, a smile and an empathetic nod given to the woman as his mental tugs pulled for the unicorn at one end. Vi'dore lifted his head and scanned the room until his eyes fell on his bondmate. Despite his massive body, there was surprisingly enough room for him to walk towards the Forsaken and the woman he indicated for. Lowering his head, Vi'dore would touch the tip of his horn to Mrs. Took's leg, if she allowed it.
Eira, on the other hand, couldn't help but be pulled in by the children's presence. The griffin purred and chirped excitedly towards the children, trying to charm and entice them in to paying attention to her as she flew arcs around them. She glided up high towards the ceiling and then back, all the while keeping her gleaming golden eyes on the children and trying to get them to play.
Noah offers to heal Mrs. Took with Vi'dore (and will if she accepts), while Eira tries to entertain and charm the Banks children.
Eira, on the other hand, couldn't help but be pulled in by the children's presence. The griffin purred and chirped excitedly towards the children, trying to charm and entice them in to paying attention to her as she flew arcs around them. She glided up high towards the ceiling and then back, all the while keeping her gleaming golden eyes on the children and trying to get them to play.
Noah offers to heal Mrs. Took with Vi'dore (and will if she accepts), while Eira tries to entertain and charm the Banks children.
i'd fashioned my own cross
been crushed by its weight
there's no stronger message
than dirt in your face
been crushed by its weight
there's no stronger message
than dirt in your face
