[iliri]

• Springpaw •
long-furred, oriental-shaped, gray-and-orange calico molly with blue eyes; torn right ear
Purrks: Herbal Knowledge - Tier 2 | The Collector [active] | Mind Reader [active]
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Entering the elders' den was a little bit weird for her liking, but it wasn’t like she could really say anything about it. The distinctive shape of the gnarly branches and the old, ascended tree where it connected was a pretty astonishing sight in itself, and it almost piqued her curiosity in wonder for how exactly it ended up like this. Was it burnt out? Obviously, as she could easily smell the very faint, burnt markings that eliminated off the tree itself. It would be cool if it didn’t leave a rather itching sensation in her throat. Blegh. Nonetheless, that wasn’t what she was here for. Tucked in her jaws was a bundle of daisy leaves assorted with some poppyseeds to help ease any potential elder pain that any of the elders could be experiencing. “Hello? Anyone in here? I have some daisy leaves and poppyseeds for any potential aching joints that you guys could have.” She called, her voice muffled by the leaf bundle that she held delicately in her jaws, entering herself fully into the den as her bushy fur allowed itself to relax against the comforting warmth that the den brought to itself. Hopefully she wasn’t disturbing any of the elders' sleep schedules. She would feel terrible if that was going to be the case for itself.

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open to any elders!