4/16/2025, 6:03 PM
Skill : 「 - 」
Injuries: Punctures in her scruff, bruises on her sides and underbelly, noticeably disheveled fur.
The utterance of her name made the woman freeze like a deer in headlights. It was a voice she hadn’t known, that if a man who was not Jaxxon nor Joxer. Whomever they were, they were not of the Saints. So how and why were they calling out to her?
Green eyes blinked rapidly before finally looking at the stranger who’d decided to speak to her. For a brief second, Freya held her breath, gaze squinting as she examined him. She felt her heart skip a beat, was that… Hades? The man that had helped raise her. No… something about his appearance was slightly off. The pattern was correct, but it held a cooler shading compared to the warmer tans and browns of the former Akkeri.
Injuries: Punctures in her scruff, bruises on her sides and underbelly, noticeably disheveled fur.
The utterance of her name made the woman freeze like a deer in headlights. It was a voice she hadn’t known, that if a man who was not Jaxxon nor Joxer. Whomever they were, they were not of the Saints. So how and why were they calling out to her?
Green eyes blinked rapidly before finally looking at the stranger who’d decided to speak to her. For a brief second, Freya held her breath, gaze squinting as she examined him. She felt her heart skip a beat, was that… Hades? The man that had helped raise her. No… something about his appearance was slightly off. The pattern was correct, but it held a cooler shading compared to the warmer tans and browns of the former Akkeri.
… N-Nóttin?hesitation laced into the one worded question. Was this really him? It felt impossible. He was giant. An adult, fully filled out and mature. They were not lanky children that played within the Jawbone, anymore. They were this, whatever “this” was.
