Jan 4, 2023
“Stay still. You’ve been wounded.”
“You think?”
Lúthriel asked through gritted teeth as she clutched to her side – blood dripping her shaky fingers from where an arrow had pierced through her skin.
She managed to take it out – just as the short silver haired ellon came up to her. Lúthriel had tried to get up when he drew closer, until he warned her not to. But she glared and watched his movement closely. She weaved her magic to her fingertips if it was needed.
“Who are you?”
She asked cautiously – sensing the somewhat familiar, but unfamiliar energy radiating off him. It was quite hard for her to read him.
˗ˏˋ ―― @oradhon-eolion. . . ❞
