07-31-2018, 12:25 AM
[align=center][div style="width: 51%; text-align: justify; font-size: 10pt; letter-spacing: -1px; font-family: georgia;"]Sometimes Imperia wonders what happened to cause Shininglight's fragmented manner of speech. From what she can gather, her fellow cleric is almost perfectly coherent. A head injury, perhaps? Or something more internal? More traumatic? Whatever the cause, it is none of her business. While the gentle canine will never hesitate to lend an ear or a shoulder when needed, she does not actively shove her nose into other people's business. People will come to her if they need her. Otherwise, Peri will continue on with her life; always monitoring but never intervening unless completely necessary. Granted, she does make some exceptions when it comes to health. She tries her best to respect people's decisions not to seek out a cleric or a halo when they fall ill, but if it becomes dire, she will force them to take a medication. Not only for their sake, but the sake of everyone else who could be infected.
She continues about her work, though an ear remains twisted in Shining's direction as she bustles about. So he's hungry, huh? Well, this will not be the first time a starving mouth has come to her for assistance. It's just his luck that Peri is cooking with the intent to feed many. "I think I can spare a bowl or two," she says with a smile. "There is plenty to go around." And lucky for Shining, he gets it fresh and hot rather than the warmed version that everyone else will receive. She is kind, not a miracle-worker.
"Can't bear to kill in order to eat, huh?" asks the girl as she serves up the male a steaming bowl of stew. For a moment, silver eyes observe his wings with guarded curiosity before it returns to meet his oddly colored gaze. From her tone, it is clear that Peri does not expect and answer. She is used to providing for Washington and Carolina who are also unable to consume raw meat. "Not sure if I introduced myself yet or not, but my name is Imperia. It's a pleasure to have you--it can get lonely out here sometimes." The lovely she-wolf takes a seat at the table, having already put the pots over low, dying fires in order to keep them warm until the morrow.
She continues about her work, though an ear remains twisted in Shining's direction as she bustles about. So he's hungry, huh? Well, this will not be the first time a starving mouth has come to her for assistance. It's just his luck that Peri is cooking with the intent to feed many. "I think I can spare a bowl or two," she says with a smile. "There is plenty to go around." And lucky for Shining, he gets it fresh and hot rather than the warmed version that everyone else will receive. She is kind, not a miracle-worker.
"Can't bear to kill in order to eat, huh?" asks the girl as she serves up the male a steaming bowl of stew. For a moment, silver eyes observe his wings with guarded curiosity before it returns to meet his oddly colored gaze. From her tone, it is clear that Peri does not expect and answer. She is used to providing for Washington and Carolina who are also unable to consume raw meat. "Not sure if I introduced myself yet or not, but my name is Imperia. It's a pleasure to have you--it can get lonely out here sometimes." The lovely she-wolf takes a seat at the table, having already put the pots over low, dying fires in order to keep them warm until the morrow.