Night Sky glanced at Saya's hand, then slowly reached out as if to take it. Touch was such a rarity for her - something she hadn't felt for so long before Tym and Viric showed up. That seemed so long ago, too.
"Okay." She replied, shrugging her cloak off so Kantera wasn't hindered by fur and leather, leaving just the worn tunic underneath. Night Sky looked and smelled like a woman who had lived in the woods - dirt speckled skin, leaves in her hair, the scent of wood and fire and moss. And when the stethoscope was set to her chest her breathing was just a little ragged - a perpetual wheeze that would not leave her even when the consumption had the moment she died.
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Date: Mar. 30th, 2023 12:23 am (UTC)"Okay." She replied, shrugging her cloak off so Kantera wasn't hindered by fur and leather, leaving just the worn tunic underneath. Night Sky looked and smelled like a woman who had lived in the woods - dirt speckled skin, leaves in her hair, the scent of wood and fire and moss. And when the stethoscope was set to her chest her breathing was just a little ragged - a perpetual wheeze that would not leave her even when the consumption had the moment she died.