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07-14-2015, 07:39 PM
Your fears have just become all too real
His gray eyes shifted around the cave as the wise one was looking and he was waiting for an answer. His long tresses of his eerie black tail flung across his scarred back as his ghostly gaze was set back on the fire oh how it flickered and burned every living thing it could every chance it got . he was much like the fire, but how would he go from a burning fire to a cooling healing water? If the wise one says so maybe he should;he believes in the darker forces, but those can be healing too right? Well to an extent of healing almost like a voodoo type of thing. Maybe he could do it and figure a way to adapt it to himself. He then listened to Ashamins words what the paint began t speak. Maybe he is right, he might need to give up all the killing, of course he would never let someone walk all over him, but he might be able to still stand up for himself and heal. So many thoughts ran through his mind. "Do you really think i could heal? I mean not all healing is done through rainbows and sunshine, i mean i could find my own way right? I just feel i cant be a sparkles and butterflies all the time.. its kinda not my personality" He chuckled slightly as he looked back to the paint. His harshness was slowly starting to fade away as he felt more comfortable with Ashamin. He mainly kept up the harsh looks to keep a mask and keep himself protected. The idea of a Healer was starting to rub in as the stag waited for his questions to be answered. @[Ashamin] OOC:: sorry i suck tonight :(...... i tried lol, and i think i failed it was a long day at work lol |
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