At the densest section of the forest, there is a brief clearing where a steady flow of water streams down the slippery stone staircase. The water here is cool and refreshing. Staircase Falls has been rumoured to be the place where reality is met by magic; where peaceful spirits dwell. They are rumoured to have healing powers that are used to help the desperately hurt, though no one has experienced this, except for, perhaps, Kaive.

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What Romulus experienced next was nothing short of surprising. Of course it was not the girl that had terrified him. He knew that the girl was approaching him long before she even reached outside the edge of the foliage. Romulus played along though, for the girl was someone he could both relate to and enjoy the company of. Giving her the pleasure of having a surprise attack would be a first… but… no—something was wrong. The blind creature turned around suddenly, sensing the pain as soon as it came, moments before the scream plunged a dagger through his heart. Concern flattened his audettes as he slid towards her, claws digging into the terra and leaving lines. A haggard and brutish yell of his own escaped the very lips that had cursed his own existence multiple times in the past few months. NYMERIA! Fucking god, girl, what’s wrong? Then—the sharp tinge of blood. Immediately rage ensnared the brute. W-Who did this?! His face pressed against her neck, then slid down her body, trying to figure out where all the wounds were, what kind of animal it came from, how deep the incisions were, the smell on her. But he couldn’t do everything all at once. Sticky, hot blood wrapped itself onto his own flesh around his palette as he tried to visualize where her wounds were. Rom grabbed her flesh between his teeth, not so gently, and tugged her over, further inspecting her body. Every inch was overseen, even the areas that really one would only show their mate. No one touched you THERE did they? Romulus was in a frenzy. Why? He froze momentarily as he pondered this. Why did he care? Probably because she reminded him of someone he’d lost to his own stupidity. And here she was again, a ghost haunting the figure of some girl he couldn’t even see. A femme that was targeted and was the target for all sorts of bad happenings. Almost immediately the kalak raised himself.

Stand. He would not baby her. Stand up, Nymeria. Get yourself into the water. I will help you clean.




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