Pancakes is bleeding. It is small but it is deep, thick and dark blue blood drooling from the puncture marks. Illyria would heal her if she had the power, but all of that energy has been locked away from her shell and she has no access to it. She touches a finger to her pet, fluttering and mournful. She cannot ignore the sabotaging ache running through her own being. They are tied together by some indescribable, intrinsic bond. When she threw the principality's worm she must have injured it similarly.
It appears to be in distress over the state of its worm. Good. It should regret ordering it upon her pet. She stands with significantly less coordination than is her equilibrium and glowers at the thing.
"You injured my pet," she says, her voice icy and vengeful. "What have you done to me? Why do her injuries affect me so?"
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Pancakes is bleeding. It is small but it is deep, thick and dark blue blood drooling from the puncture marks. Illyria would heal her if she had the power, but all of that energy has been locked away from her shell and she has no access to it. She touches a finger to her pet, fluttering and mournful. She cannot ignore the sabotaging ache running through her own being. They are tied together by some indescribable, intrinsic bond. When she threw the principality's worm she must have injured it similarly.
It appears to be in distress over the state of its worm. Good. It should regret ordering it upon her pet. She stands with significantly less coordination than is her equilibrium and glowers at the thing.
"You injured my pet," she says, her voice icy and vengeful. "What have you done to me? Why do her injuries affect me so?"