a ship is safe in harbor
but that's not what ships are for
but that's not what ships are for
And just like that, in one moment of uncertainty and inattention, Lena felt Noe’s punch land on the opposing shoulder. She hid the sudden bout well through another quiet hiss, already thinking about her healing staff in her bag for all the newfound bruises. “Well done,” she smiled, hand instinctively rubbing at the newfound sore spot. “That’s probably been enough for today, mm?” It certainly had been for her.
Snagging at the mending properties, she touched over the foundling contusions and blemishes, rendering the damage almost intangible. “There. I can heal you too if you need it.” And thereafter, they’d be able to sway their way from the dreaded isle, one more combative means back into their thresholds.
[FIN]
Snagging at the mending properties, she touched over the foundling contusions and blemishes, rendering the damage almost intangible. “There. I can heal you too if you need it.” And thereafter, they’d be able to sway their way from the dreaded isle, one more combative means back into their thresholds.
[FIN]
Lena
