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Amaranth · 1/22/2026, 9:24 PM

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Like a willowy tree, the Augur would fall, completely crippled by her own weight and fully at the mercy of a stranger. The events that followed were mostly a blur; the sound of nails on ice, the flash of blue fur reaching for her, the drop of her stomach as she fell toward the earth, and then the soft (soft?) thud of her body against what she had thought was the ground.

But it was far too squishy.
And fluffy.

The man below her released a wheeze — "oof." And they would lay there, a tangle of gold and blue fur as Amaranth blinked. Well, that hadn't hurt nearly as bad as she'd anticipated. "Y-ou... okay, Ma'-am?" The voice peeped out from beneath her, and she blinked a few more times, trying to power herself back on. Ah, I'm ... sorry. The words were gentle, her body carefully moving as she tried to get herself off of the stranger.

It was too bad she was made mostly of pointy bits.

Finally, she would work her way upward, wincing against her ankles but managing, this time, to hold herself upright. Seems they're not quite healed yet, she'd mutter, flattening her ears as she thought of Amaris (for the 30th time this week, likely). Forgive me, your smell was ... familiar. Crows. Evergreens. Unfortunately, she had no better excuse.

The wraith would turn her angular face toward the stranger, who was still starfished on the cold earth. She would frown, just a little. Are you okay? A note of concern laced her eerie vocals. Had she sufficiently maimed him? Pummeled him with her pointed golden elbows?

Welcome Back!

Greetings Stranger!

Howling River

the golden wraith