PHOEBE
Who is Frey? "Rae's Herald. The god of passion, sex, and procreation?" she said, as though that should have been obvious. "Are you an Outlander?" she asked. She had yet to meet any Natural that didn't know the names of the old gods, so it seemed reasonable to suspect that this man was not from Caido. Pim tilted his head to stare up at the man with one large, round, silver eye. He might not be allowed to growl, but he could still mean mug anyone he wished!"It's alright. You saw a dragon in the sky. That's be a pretty scary sight to see without the context." she said with a small smile, patting Pim's head again. Her big, scary, pink protector. He did a good job without even trying! "I'm Phoebe. It' nice to meet you." she said.
But when he extended his hand and hissed in pain, her brows furrowed with concern. As he turned, she too caught sight of the blood soaking his shirt, and she gasped a bit. "Here, let me see that. I'm a healer." she said, stepping forward with her hands extended, ready to jump in to do what she could to help his wound. If left too long with ocean water on it, it could fester.
I gotta find my place
I wanna hear my sound
Don't care about all the pain in front of me
'Cause I'm just trying to be happy
I wanna hear my sound
Don't care about all the pain in front of me
'Cause I'm just trying to be happy
