... Maybe for a good reason.
The english (wolfish?) after erased any doubt, and Nate tried to laugh it off on impulse which went about as well as the rest of it had. Ouch.
Ain't there always bleedin' inside? He wanted to quip, and the refrain was hard to bite back — instead he tried to look as unbothered by the fussing and the flinching of wounds as he could. A brave face might save his dignity where talking only jeopardized it.
Still, Nate managed an appreciative nod at the healer for caring enough to check.
3-3-3 || IC ≠ OOC || Fiction ≠ Reality
I welcome organic IC interactions and any twists, conflict, or drama that comes out of it!
My characters are unreliable narrators.
The crow Ko-Ga is Nate's constant companion and may appear in any of his posts/threads!











