I pray and I pray. I hope and I hope. They do not listen. They do not respond. The child was taken. Do not heed their calls. If you wish to despair, pray and pray to the stars. They will not listen. My ancestors and yours are not so different. They both ignore our cries for a better life.
TNo different from a warrior of any specialty. My duties are to the guild and adjust to their needs. Although we as nymphs have special obligations to the stars.
The stars are above the leader for us often. Our obligation to the stars is more important than complete undying loyalty to our guild. What our ancestors tell me to do comes before what the living tell me.
The waters run deep my child, be careful where you step
And for your information Snowshade, a river can be a rather deep puddle
The nymph of the River Guild. Prior to the fall of the pier she was a warrior.
A light grey tabby molly with blue and amber eyes, she is lightly scarred from her daysa as a warrior.
Her scars are on the corner of her right eye, she also has a nicked right ear
Relationships
- Ripplewatcher:mate
- Nettlebreeze:(unoficially) adopted daughter
- Stormbreeze:close friend
- Otterspots:close friend
- Snowshade:Former apprentice, not close
- The Night Cats Leader:
mate?
