A Bright Hope ~Blooding~

[adventure.]

THE TEARS THAT I SHED ARE
"speech." . 'thoughts' . attack

the scent of blood was the first thing that pulled her attention, having been working around the camp in the early morning sun. turning her head as another unfamiliar voice called out, announcing her return to the pitt, from her blooding. taking in the sight of a husky with injuries and carrying a bundle of leaves in her jaws, the borzoi's eyes would narrow as she got to her paws. she smelt of the pitt, and she was hurt, she didn't know who else here had any knowledge of first aid.

clearing her throat, "welcome back. may i take a look at your injuries?", she would ask as she stretched out stiff limbs, walking towards the husky, "i know a little first aid. as for where you can put them, i'm not sure."

MEANT TO DAMN YOU TO ETERNAL HELL.
ramona lingré of the pitt. -- borzoi.

credit @/teef