05-17-2018, 08:56 PM
(Edited 06-25-2018, 12:07 AM by Character Graveyard,.)
LUNAFREYA N.F.
✯ — take these broken wings and learn to fly
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Luna had smelt blood from the Pebble Coast, as Bastille wasn't that far away from it. She had hurried to the scene and out of all of her Clanmates, there was her apprentice. Bleeding. She pushed her way through the large group of alarmed and horrified NPCs, the serval stopped in Bastillepaw's path.
"Search for Radeken. We need her over here." She said to the NPC next to her, who quickly scrambled away. "Where is your injury? You'll bleed out before you reach the herb storage if your injury's internal- so sit down."
"Search for Radeken. We need her over here." She said to the NPC next to her, who quickly scrambled away. "Where is your injury? You'll bleed out before you reach the herb storage if your injury's internal- so sit down."
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✯ — Luna. The Ascedants. Easy. — ✯