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it wont let me go back and edit my last post thing…
Anywho imma reexplain lol
She was born with her right side of her hip and her right knee deformed. So it’s difficult to walk, but not impossible. However she’s always careful and doesn’t put to much weight on that side, so that she doesn’t make things worse.
I actually have a scene where she was in a forest, and had to try to run from a wildcat, and ended up falling because she felt something crack.
"If your goal is purity in heart, be prepared to be thought very odd." -Elisabeth Elliott
@skylarynn I’m ready when you are 😉
"If your goal is purity in heart, be prepared to be thought very odd." -Elisabeth Elliott
@emma-walker I’ll start when I can but it may be a bit first
"Remember, you go nowhere by accident. Wherever you go, God is sending you." - Rev. Peter R. Hale
oki doke
"If your goal is purity in heart, be prepared to be thought very odd." -Elisabeth Elliott
I’m so sorry, I got really busy and forgot all about this…oops…
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Xavier checked his horse as his hunting party neared the thicket. The hounds were growling and snarling at the underbrush in a vicious frenzy, more aggressive than Xavier had ever seen them. When his party had first set out to hunt down the boar that had been terrorizing the farms surrounding Galmour he hadn’t expected the dogs to track it this far into the woods.
The young prince took a wary glance around. The trees this far in the wood were strange, some bearing leaves of a queerly blue hue and others in bloom despite it being midwinter still. Something was very fae about the area, and it made Xavier uneasy.
Many of his entourage were dismounting with their boar-spears and forming a tight circle around the thicket. Xavier himself remained in the saddle as his shoulder had not yet healed from his time on the Carabas battlefront and he would not be much use with a spear. Amrath, his cousin, pulled his horse alongside the prince’s. “These be fairy trees if I ever saw any,” said the duke.
“They are indeed,” Xavier agreed. Before more could be spoken the thicket rustled.
The dogs had woken the boar."Remember, you go nowhere by accident. Wherever you go, God is sending you." - Rev. Peter R. Hale
That’s totally okay, I understand
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Rhene hobbled through the forest, her wooden crutch sunk into the dirt at each step.
She paused and picked up a feather, gold, with white and black markings, long and thin. This was the feather of the Chikato eagle.
Rhene wove the feather into one of her braids, smiling slightly.
Then she continued her walk.
The trees and bushes soon grew thicker, which Rhene knew was unusual, unless she had gone further than she had thought.
Nevertheless, the thicket didn’t stop her. She felt her way trough, using her hands or even her crutch to push limbs aside."If your goal is purity in heart, be prepared to be thought very odd." -Elisabeth Elliott
The boar erupted out of the thicket in a rage, goring a few of the dogs that were not quick enough to get out of the way. It was massive, much larger than they’d anticipated, and almost immediately broke through the circle of spearmen around the thicket. As the boar charged their way Amrath danced his mare to the side, out of the boar’s path, but Xavier’s horse spooked and bolted further into the blue-leafed fae forest.
It was several minutes before he could calm her down to a canter, and then a trot, so he could gain some bearing on where he was. Here almost all the trees had azure foliage. And when he checked his mare and turned around, he could not see the path she’d trampled through the underbrush. “This bodes well,” the prince whispered, glancing around beneath the branches. His right arm was still resting in a sling to prevent further agitation to the injury, so it would not be of much use. Sighing, the young man resigned himself to wander the woods until he strayed upon his party once more.
"Remember, you go nowhere by accident. Wherever you go, God is sending you." - Rev. Peter R. Hale
Rhene continued along, limping with each step. Leaves crackled under her sandaled feet.
She paused and gaze up, knowing that she could tell the time using the sun, but the trees were so thickly grown together, she couldn’t see the sky.
She sighed. Now she could not tell direction or time.
She walked again, pushing through another overgrown bush.
Her breath caught in her throats when her eyes met that of a wild cat.
It gave a screech and started to slink toward her. She tried to step away, quickly but carefully. Rhene looked back and found a tree blocking the cat’s view, and she tried to run, or hobble quickly, away from it.
It screeched again.
It was following her.
She frantically pushed through another thicket, but it was larger than the others and slowed her down."If your goal is purity in heart, be prepared to be thought very odd." -Elisabeth Elliott
Hey @skylarynn
I created Rhene in Bitmoji and thought I’d share to give you an idea of what she looks like kinda 😉
"If your goal is purity in heart, be prepared to be thought very odd." -Elisabeth Elliott
@skylarynn Hey?
"If your goal is purity in heart, be prepared to be thought very odd." -Elisabeth Elliott
Hi, sorry it’s been a while, I’ve been really busy lately. I’d love to continue the rp with you but I’m not sure how well I can use Xavier since the story he’s from doesn’t really exist anymore… Would you mind a change of character?
"Remember, you go nowhere by accident. Wherever you go, God is sending you." - Rev. Peter R. Hale
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