@Trix
"Anything for you, Azriel," Iris replied smoothly, adding a wink for no particular reason. Her eyes trained on the green canopy expanding forward. "Now, do we just… scan the trees?"
"Anything for you, Azriel," Iris replied smoothly, adding a wink for no particular reason. Her eyes trained on the green canopy expanding forward. "Now, do we just… scan the trees?"
"Well, yes, that's the general idea. You check the ground and I'll check on the branches," she suggested, floating up to look in one of the trees.
Bella tossed and turned in her sleep as visions of her father and betrayal danced around her head.
Iris cast a slightly betrayed glance at Azriel's wings as they propelled her angel into the sky. She grumbled to herself as the elf marched into the forest, on foot. "Arabella, Arabella?" she called, voice eerily echoing against the trees.
yeet, I’m under a tREEEEE
(yeet, this ain't dying)
(oh true true i need to plan some stuff to keep this interesting)
(oh and @EllieGrace-is-angsty was that your actual response lmao)
(I know)
( :} )
They couldn’t afford to comb through the forest tree by tree. “Arabella!” Iris yelled, as the minimal amount of patience she possessed ran out.
(By the road!)
Azriel floated around, looking through the trees, before she caught a flash of something that was most definitely not a squirrel. She immediately fell to the ground and took the girl's wrist. "Got you," she stated with a smile.
Arabella didn’t wake up but she screamed, “Don’t hurt me Father! I didn’t mean to! I’m sorry!” Her face contorted with fear and emotions.
Azriel rolled her eyes and lifted Arabella off the ground. "Yes, yes, I am well aware that your life was a horror story," she muttered. "Iris! I've found her!" She called.
Arabella flinched but didn’t say a word. She slept because she was tired. (And so am I)
(Then go to sleep, dumbass! Ack sorry my mother side is coming out XD)
(No! My rebellious teenage side is coming out)
(If you're not going to sleep then don't whine about being tired)
(But i AM tied! Imma conflicted human being! These choices shouldn’t be placed on the shoulders of a little girl who is terrified of her upcoming muscle surgery!)
(YOU AREN'T A SMOL CHILD. GO THE FUCK TO SLEEEP.)
(I’m only 13!)
(OK WELL AS YOUR ELDER I ORDER YOU TO SLEEP)
(No!)
(….. Sooo, Rping….)
Clare woke up as the sun was setting, refreshed and much less grumpy, She took a bath, washed her hair changed her clothes and came out of her bag looking like an entirely different person. She then took a small money pouch from her bag and slipped it into a well concealed pocket on her person. While the other two members of her party were off collecting a human, she might as well collect supplies.
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