08-20-2018, 01:26 AM
Hope was nervous about the small wound on the back of her neck. It was sore, but... it felt like it had something growing beneath it, or at least crawling around maybe? She didn't know- it was probably just her paranoia. Either way, the small feline wanted to discuss it with someone. Something felt really off about it.
Esklav had volunteered to help her investigate what it was, and she was thankful for that. He seemed level-headed and research oriented, much like her, and so he was her best option so far.
She carefully, quietly knocked on his door.
"Esklav? It's Hope. I'm here about the wound on my neck."
// aaaaa i hope its okay for them to have talked about it earlier? and i hope my length is okay!
[member=1825]ESKLAV[/member]
Esklav had volunteered to help her investigate what it was, and she was thankful for that. He seemed level-headed and research oriented, much like her, and so he was her best option so far.
She carefully, quietly knocked on his door.
"Esklav? It's Hope. I'm here about the wound on my neck."
// aaaaa i hope its okay for them to have talked about it earlier? and i hope my length is okay!
[member=1825]ESKLAV[/member]