Maea
And I never know what to say
'Til I'm already walking away
Emerging from the bonfire with flames licking dirt and debris from her paws, Maea shook out her pale fur and shifted form back to herself. Comfortably warm after spending so long within the pyre, she felt better than she had at her arrival. Not quite as tense, especially once her companions put their clothes back on; and Danta's suggestion of making an offering was accepted without so much as a flinch.
Choosing to use her teeth on the butt of her thumb to draw blood, she offered several drops to the flames before stepping back. Hesitating, she turned to Dantalion and extended her hand to him, red energy dancing about her fingers. "Would you allow me to heal you?" she wondered, seeking his gaze. "And... if you have time after this, I'd like to speak with you. Please."
Maea offers blood, then offers to heal Danta.
Choosing to use her teeth on the butt of her thumb to draw blood, she offered several drops to the flames before stepping back. Hesitating, she turned to Dantalion and extended her hand to him, red energy dancing about her fingers. "Would you allow me to heal you?" she wondered, seeking his gaze. "And... if you have time after this, I'd like to speak with you. Please."
Maea offers blood, then offers to heal Danta.
Wanna punch you in the face
But I won't, but I might, but I won't
