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anemosagkelos rolled 1 8-sided dice:
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Total: 7 (1-8)
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 Posted: Mon Apr 17, 2017 6:22 pm
She takes the risk, teeth clamping down on the last of the barrier. She pulls and tears it down until there is nothing preventing her from moving forward. The cave is littered with crystals and dust. A smooth pelt lies on the ground and she fills it with all she can manage, before rolling it into a bundle that she can carry. Now she just have to get back. OOC Footnote Current HP: 9/30 Current Trust: 38 Section notes: -3/20 Barrier's Defense
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anemosagkelos rolled 2 10-sided dice:
7, 1
Total: 8 (2-20)
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Posted: Mon Apr 17, 2017 6:23 pm
"Good boar," she compliments her pet as she comes upon the glade. The boar is standing guard and lifts its head, preening, at the praise. She carries the bundle to the apple tree where the lion is lying on its side, tail lazily flicking around. As she unrolls it and takes in the ingredients, she goes around the garden to pick some additional herbs. Its the feeling of being watched that alerts her to the lion's attention. It is watching her, almost seeming to smile. She returns to the pelt and offers a small smile in return. OOC Footnote Current HP: 9/30 Current Trust: 41 Section notes: 7/30 Progress
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anemosagkelos rolled 2 10-sided dice:
4, 1
Total: 5 (2-20)
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Posted: Mon Apr 17, 2017 6:25 pm
Using a whole crystal against a rock, she crushes some of the herbs and begins to mix them with the dust. Again the lion is watching, seemingly content in her actions, and she has a good feeling for once. OOC Footnote Current HP: 9/30 Current Trust: 44 Section notes: 11/30 Progress
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anemosagkelos rolled 2 10-sided dice:
3, 4
Total: 7 (2-20)
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Posted: Mon Apr 17, 2017 6:26 pm
A hum works its way out of her mouth and the lion begins to purr in agreement. OOC Footnote Current HP: 9/30 Current Trust: 45 Section notes: 14/30 Progress
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anemosagkelos rolled 2 10-sided dice:
2, 9
Total: 11 (2-20)
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Posted: Mon Apr 17, 2017 6:26 pm
The lion gets up and begins to explore. The doe lets it do as it pleases. She is focused on mixing just enough water into the dry materials to make a paste. OOC Footnote Current HP: 9/30 Current Trust: 46 Section notes: 16/30 Progress
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anemosagkelos rolled 2 10-sided dice:
5, 6
Total: 11 (2-20)
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Posted: Mon Apr 17, 2017 6:27 pm
When it comes back over, it begins to play with her tail. Something she allows even when it catches her tuft in its teeth and bites harder than is kind. Better her tail than her throat. OOC Footnote Current HP: 8/30 Current Trust: 46 Section notes: 21/30 Progress
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anemosagkelos rolled 2 10-sided dice:
7, 6
Total: 13 (2-20)
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Posted: Mon Apr 17, 2017 6:28 pm
The second bite is greeted with a soft rebuke, "Gentle." Whether it understands is up for debate but, nonetheless, it rolls onto its back and merely bats at her tail with its paws. OOC Footnote Current HP: 7/30 Current Trust: 46 Section notes: 28/30 Progress
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anemosagkelos rolled 2 10-sided dice:
7, 5
Total: 12 (2-20)
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Posted: Mon Apr 17, 2017 6:29 pm
The paste is done and the tension leaks out of her as she waits to apply it. She is content as she takes in the garden, thriving, and this haven ease some of the demons that combat her on a daily basis. Turning she talks to the lion as she applies the paste she has made. It clings to the fur nicely and, while the cat does protest lightly, everything goes smoothly. Once she's finished, she lies down. She's spent and... Is this happiness? It matters little when the lion nuzzles its cheeks against her chest and butts into the space between her front legs. She chuckles lightly and uses her tongue to smooth the fur on its head. "Sleep for now," she tells it. OOC Footnote Current HP: 12/30 Current Trust: 46 Section notes: 35/30 Progress
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Posted: Mon Apr 17, 2017 6:31 pm
Atone wakes and like that the happiness is shredded. It is replaced by the same empty, hopeless feeling that has progressively worsened upon each dream ending. She is hollow and blackened. There is so much missing from her existence that to survive is almost more demanding than to change. She gives into the tears and the sorrow. Allows herself this one to just cry until she is nothing but a quivering mess that is spent. There is very little she wants: to be better, to be a mother. She doesn't truly give herself time to believe that she can be happy, that seems a fool's dream. And yet it feels that everything is impossible, drenched in deals and strings and... Tomorrow, she thinks. Tomorrow she will think and try. Today she mourns. 3,145 words
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