Post by Greywing on Feb 28, 2016 7:01:09 GMT 1
OOC: Happens directly after Looking for Medicine. Tagging Mindlight, anyone else is welcome to come in. 
Greywing shivered as she entered the cave complex, from more than the cold. It seemed like she could feel @juniper stomping off...towards his den in a tree? She shivered again; this connection was unsettling, at best. How sad it was, that unsettling was the best it could get...if there was one thing they had in common, it was how stubborn they both were, and she sensed that Juniper's attitude towards her wasn't going to change anytime soon. Recognition was supposed to be a joyful event, even if the two involved weren't the best of friends. It meant new life. At least, it was supposed to.
The wind howled, and as she was desperate to be warm, the young, green-haired elf hobbled deeper inside, towards the sleeping chambers Keleero had been working on. Finally, a warm room...she sat in the first bed-bowl she could reach, not caring whether it was hers or not, and crossed her swollen ankle over her knee. ~**M-Mindlight? Are you here?**~ she sent, reaching out for the chieftess-healer as she carefully started to pull her boot off. Perhaps another chieftess would understand.
Greywing shivered as she entered the cave complex, from more than the cold. It seemed like she could feel @juniper stomping off...towards his den in a tree? She shivered again; this connection was unsettling, at best. How sad it was, that unsettling was the best it could get...if there was one thing they had in common, it was how stubborn they both were, and she sensed that Juniper's attitude towards her wasn't going to change anytime soon. Recognition was supposed to be a joyful event, even if the two involved weren't the best of friends. It meant new life. At least, it was supposed to.
The wind howled, and as she was desperate to be warm, the young, green-haired elf hobbled deeper inside, towards the sleeping chambers Keleero had been working on. Finally, a warm room...she sat in the first bed-bowl she could reach, not caring whether it was hers or not, and crossed her swollen ankle over her knee. ~**M-Mindlight? Are you here?**~ she sent, reaching out for the chieftess-healer as she carefully started to pull her boot off. Perhaps another chieftess would understand.
