[puppeteer]

silversnow

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Almost as soon as Silversnow had gently lowered her fathers still body into the nursery was she enveloped in a hug by her mother. She winced in pain as Lilycreeks hug tightened on her wound. Then came the scolding. She took the baps accordingly, just nodding as her ma spoke. Before long, another hug and sniffling. Her... Ma was crying because of her. "I'm sorry, Ma. I didn't mean to scare you. But I'm all good, probably!" Unsticking her bloody self from the queen, she grinned. "Ma, you know I'm gonna do it again. I've already died before, I'm basically invincible." She nudged her mom, humor lacing her voice and mirth lighting her eyes up. Silversnow has to try and lighten the situation. She had to put on a brave face, for her mom, her brother, her dad. At Fawnlights words, Silversnow let out a little 'eep' and scrambled out of the nursery.

She was still close to the entrance, behind the nursery this time, just in case Pops woke up. She felt so tired, the weight of the fights finally hitting her. Oh, damn. She was bruised, battered and, bloody. With a sigh, she fell on her face, exhaustion demanding to take over. "Ow.." She mumbled. Wormbites voice drifted into her ears, yelling for cobwebs. Cobwebs. Beansprout. She struggled to her paws, but got up despite it all. Okay, she could do this.

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With a labored huffing, Silversnow had a swath of cobwebs covering her paw, limping rapidly towards the blind Shield. Oh, damn. Beansprout was down, hard. But Beastflame had beaten her to them. That was alright, she'd worry about Wormbite. "Bro.. Okay, okay. Cobwebs. Gottem. Time to bandage, Wormbite. If you fight me, you're get smacked." She mumbled threateningly before starting on Wormbites shoulder wound and his three wounded legs; hopefully, if the Lead Shield didn't attempt to stop her. She would make good on her threat if he did.