The huntress inhaled at the rise of elemental magic. It too had a scent, a distinctness unlike anything else and how people wielded it, was also distinct. It gave each person a very unique signature of magical smells. She'd at some point managed to stretch out again, a very feline gesture, with her chin propped in a hand and her tail curling around her in a lazy sort of manner. "Oh surprises, how exciting!" Her tone wasn't enthusiastic so much as playful. As the twilight faded and night crept in, her energy levels seemed to be rising as fast as his were depleting. Of course, she hadn't spent the day boxing...
With mild curiosity, she watched the wounds mend, ears swiveling every so often. "How long have you been a healer?" The words clearly directed at the elezen woman.
With mild curiosity, she watched the wounds mend, ears swiveling every so often. "How long have you been a healer?" The words clearly directed at the elezen woman.
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  Seda Moui, the Huntress         Elisan Tar'Veil, the Pale Witch
