Maeve
Her laugh is a bright thing that rings out among the trees, scattering a cluster of tree flits that had nestled in the boughs of a few trees nearby, but it quickly dies as her eyes alight on something just past his shoulder. Dark brows knit together and she draws her bottom lip between her teeth as she picks her way across the rocks towards the slain water horse. "I- Yes.. We can practice together, but Dama, have you been noticing anything strange?" She asks, motioning to the water horse as if to suggest that's what she means by strange.
The Nightshade examines the cut, noting that there isn't any other mark on the creature, "This definitely wasn't an attack by another animal."
The Nightshade examines the cut, noting that there isn't any other mark on the creature, "This definitely wasn't an attack by another animal."
Honey, I'm on fire, I feel it everywhere
Nothin' scares me anymore
Kiss me hard before you go
Summertime sadness
Nothin' scares me anymore
Kiss me hard before you go
Summertime sadness
