08-18-2019, 04:01 PM
[align=center][div style="bgcolor= black; width: 500px; font-family: georgia;font-size:12px;text-align:justify"]Moth had gone to the raid, having not been told to stay behind. She had felt awkward about asking if she could just not go, so instead she had just gone and went, and watched. She had never gotten into a fight, hadn't even been looked at, but she knew that there were others that had gone who had been in fights, who had been hurt. She had seen the leader - Jervis - get attacked multiple times, and knew that those that had attacked him had been attacked back.
Saying nothing, Moth pad over to Selby's side, sitting down and waiting. She could identify that there were wounds, whether or not they were fresh or not, but not much more at this point in time. She felt useless.
Saying nothing, Moth pad over to Selby's side, sitting down and waiting. She could identify that there were wounds, whether or not they were fresh or not, but not much more at this point in time. She felt useless.