3/19/2026, 9:53 PM
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I'm a star,
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Myth slept, but it was not a peaceful slumber. The cries of a wounded animal filled the dreams, made sure the living creatures of Mythris heard, and the world was tight, the air is was cold, and the dream visitor, one she'd only heard a couple times stood speaking, desperate and sad. She knew the pain of leaving one behind, and being left behind, she did not hate the visitor, but she grieved for the one bound to the island as a source to hold the anger.
When she finally could bring herself to stand, she hobbled to legs, eyes blinking slow and staring at the three wounds in the area before her, pale blue eyes stared silently, tail softly swaying as she steady moved, stepping through the white, and emerging through a staggered up onto land beside the..tree, the tree she'd seen from a distance, towering and tall and so beautiful but right now it was hurting, it's strength wavering as beasts, ghouls, monsters she will call them, attacked it, like they were going for something specific.
She wasn't a fighter, no, she was a healer, she was gentle hearted, she hated the violence here the moment she saw it but something settled in her chest. Mythris was her home now, she'd accepted that long ago when she first arrived in a blinding light, so, in order to protect her home, these wolves homes, she surged forwards and latched her teeth into a ghoul, she was tiny, easily thrown around, and only three-legged but she fought like a rabid dog, lacking the self preservation or the knowledge of her own weak points.
Minor or Major injury! idm
