CRUCIFIED HANDS — MEETING 6.3.18

There are many names in history

but none of them are ours.

lilyspoise ♕ the typhoon ♕ budding flower ♕ [abbr=physically hard ♕ mental defense ➵ extreme ♕ mental offense ➵ none]tags[/abbr]

Damn, what had she missed? Lilyspoise hadn't been around in the past bit because her rper was dying thanks to school due to getting sucked into research, studies. She spent most of her time in the Jungle Temple, and if anyone needed her they would either go there themselves or send someone to fetch her. It seemed like that wasn't enough, though, and she decided that coming outside again was something she had to do whether she liked it or not.
"Pincher, let Jacob or myself treat you." The tabby called, sighing. She knew Pincher probably wouldn't trust her, but he did happen to promote her after her royal screw-up, so maybe there was still a chance he'd trust her enough to let her treat him. "You appointed me as Witch Doctor, so you know I have the qualifications to make this call: you look ill."