Maeve
The Nightshade had returned home not long ago, but the whispers and muttering about a house and mists and laughter seemed to taunt her at every turn. It’s with these thoughts plaguing her mind that she finds herself wandering into the Oerwoud. What she isn’t expecting, however, is to actually find the house. The same house she distinctly remembers seeing in her kitchen while baking with Soleil. The house that she told the little girl not to worry about. @Amum is already there and the Nightshade’s steps come to a stop beside him. ”Spirits? What kind-“ She cuts herself off, Amun finishing the thought before she can.
Taking a deep breath, jade eyes flicking up towards the window where she remembers the girl screaming, banging on the glass so hard it would surely break, half expecting to see her there now. Fingers already itching to wrap around her whip, Maeve let’s her hand rest on the familiar coil lightly, ”How can we help?”
Maeve has everything on her profile and also the bow made by Remi, a quiver of arrows, a small pack containing the following: rope, matches, a knife, and bandages.
Taking a deep breath, jade eyes flicking up towards the window where she remembers the girl screaming, banging on the glass so hard it would surely break, half expecting to see her there now. Fingers already itching to wrap around her whip, Maeve let’s her hand rest on the familiar coil lightly, ”How can we help?”
Maeve has everything on her profile and also the bow made by Remi, a quiver of arrows, a small pack containing the following: rope, matches, a knife, and bandages.
I'm undone about to burst at my seams
'Cause I am picturing you beside me
So let me be everything that you need
'Cause I am picturing you beside me
So let me be everything that you need
