RAY
In ancient times
cats were worshipped as gods
cats were worshipped as gods
Ray's not sure how they ended up on shore, but she's incredibly thankful. Tightly grasping the demi-god she turns the desperate hold into a hug. "Thank you for getting us out of there." The herbalist is shaking slightly, adrenaline crashing from the stress.
Glaring at the Ceffyl Dŵr, Ray watches happily as it goes over the Leap. "Good riddance you psycho pony." The herbalist makes no move to let go of the demi-god, and likely won't unless Amalia pulls away. She was too shaken up to end their hug. Letting out a deep breath, she tries to regain some composure. "So what now? Did we even fix the problem?" In all the chaos Ray wasn't sure if the sphere was freed or not.
Glaring at the Ceffyl Dŵr, Ray watches happily as it goes over the Leap. "Good riddance you psycho pony." The herbalist makes no move to let go of the demi-god, and likely won't unless Amalia pulls away. She was too shaken up to end their hug. Letting out a deep breath, she tries to regain some composure. "So what now? Did we even fix the problem?" In all the chaos Ray wasn't sure if the sphere was freed or not.
They have not
forgotten this
forgotten this
