Isla
Isla has promised herself several times over the past few minutes that she isn't going to laugh, and every time she's considered calling out to Everest, the urge has become overwhelming enough for her to have to abandon the attempt. As he finally wades into the water, though, she has to intervene, and the cats will clearly notice as she picks her way down to the Miana Pool.
With a banding of freckles across her shoulders and nose and a deep tan of her own, Isla definitely looks the part of a Torcher, though she's come to the pool in the hope of catching up on a few notes from the clinic rather than... whatever this is. "Do you need some help, Everest?" she calls, depositing her satchel back with its files tucked inside.
With a banding of freckles across her shoulders and nose and a deep tan of her own, Isla definitely looks the part of a Torcher, though she's come to the pool in the hope of catching up on a few notes from the clinic rather than... whatever this is. "Do you need some help, Everest?" she calls, depositing her satchel back with its files tucked inside.
I'll take a bruise, I know you're worth it
When you hit me, hit me hard
When you hit me, hit me hard
