what the water gave me // p - narangerel

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    [center][fancypost=background-color:transparent; border-color:transparent; border-width:; width: 420px; border-radius: 0px; font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: justify; ]So far as she knew, this lot did an awful lot of moving around. Initially, Naoise's first reaction was disgust and irritation because of her leg, but she resolved to keep that sentiment tucked away. Not in the interest of appealing to her hosts but in the interest of not looking like a weakling.


    Naoise hadn't really moved from the spot she had claimed for herself aside from shifting to get comfortable and bending to groom her leg and the other less worrisome injuries she had sustained. By now she was parched. No nomad group sets up camp far from water, right? There had to be something around here - even if it was something she had to steal. Naoise wasn't hesitant about committing a few small crimes in her first day or so with these creatures, figuring she could feign ignorance the first time at least, if she got caught at all. Naoise didn't count on that, and wasn't sure if it was arrogance talking or something with more substance.


    She propped herself up, gritting her teeth to suppress a pained grunt as she moved the injured leg. Time to move.


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    GENERAL:
    ✫ naoise [nee-sha]
    ✫ female
    ✫ one year old
    ✫ warrior of the khanate
    ✫ opinions portrayed are always ic
    ✫ difficult both physically & mentally; attack in underlined black

    CURRENT EVENTS:
    ✫ joined the khanate
    — physical health: 80% | mental health: 100%
    — recovering from a skirmish that drove her from her previous settlement
    PERSONALITY:
    ✫ chaotic neutral
    — naoise values her own freedom and her independence first and foremost, making it hard for her to adapt to life in a group. living in a community is fine, but living by a set of rules other than her own is something else. nevertheless, given current events she's found it to be a necessary evil that she learn to abide by a set of laws (despite her track record of abhorring authority) until she's figured out a better alternative.
    ✫ a Scumbag™
    — poorly socialized, sadistic, and blunt, naoise has a tendency to come off as a scumbag, probably because she is one. she has a bad habit of biting off more than she can chew and tends to drop one too many arrogant boasts, but she's nothing if not eager to follow through with them.
    APPEARANCE:
    ✫ CLOUDED LEOPARD [birth body | main]
    — a stocky, muscular beast with a plush tawny coat covered in large, amorphous rosettes. she's inherited the grace and climbing abilities signature to her species and a hardened physique coming from being on her own, without the protection of a clan. naoise has sharp copper eyes and a number of scars.

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    NARANGEREL BORJIGIN

    [font=Georgia]// apologies about the late reply! also thank you very much for making the thread!!


    Of course, Narangerel was naturally fascinated by the newcomers that poured into the Khanate. Temuljin had accepted them all with open arms, granted that they work for their keep and cause no trouble with the law--elder brother saw no use in turning away bodies. Narangerel, instead of attempting to forge bonds of loyalty between these creatures, was rather more into observing their strange customs and appearances, in the cases of those of species she had never seen before.


    After finishing her daily chores, the lynx hoped that she could spot a few in the camp. One of them, Naoise, she had encountered herself at the borders, and Narangerel wondered how she was at the moment. The feline looked a little bit roughed up, after all, and Narangerel wondered if the leopard had seen a shaman yet to look over her injuries.


    Speaking of Naoise--there she was! The lynx bounced over, the usual peppy spring in her step as she approached. Her eyes went over the injury to her leg and there was a twitch of the ear. "Hello, ma'am!" she offered. "Have you gotten to see the shaman yet for your leg?"

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    [center][font=times new roman]"FROM WHAT I'VE TASTED OF DESIRE,
    I HOLD WITH THOSE WHO FAVOR FIRE."
    [c] Paxdad Productions

    [center][fancypost=background-color:transparent; border-color:transparent; border-width:; width: 420px; border-radius: 0px; font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: justify; ]//ah that's fine!


    Naoise paused as a familiar small feline flounced close, muscles in her arms tensing inadvertently. "I'll get to it. It's not as bad as it looks." She replied gruffly, not entirely sure whether what she said was true or not. Naoise didn't know how bad her injury was, really, but it was no longer actively bleeding and it didn't feel hot from infection so how bad could it be, really?


    She wet her lips, suddenly remembering what she had been looking for. "Where is water?" Naoise inquired in a soft, parched voice.


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    GENERAL:
    ✫ naoise [nee-sha]
    ✫ female
    ✫ one year old
    ✫ warrior of the khanate
    ✫ opinions portrayed are always ic
    ✫ difficult both physically & mentally; attack in underlined black

    CURRENT EVENTS:
    ✫ joined the khanate
    — physical health: 80% | mental health: 100%
    — recovering from a skirmish that drove her from her previous settlement
    PERSONALITY:
    ✫ chaotic neutral
    — naoise values her own freedom and her independence first and foremost, making it hard for her to adapt to life in a group. living in a community is fine, but living by a set of rules other than her own is something else. nevertheless, given current events she's found it to be a necessary evil that she learn to abide by a set of laws (despite her track record of abhorring authority) until she's figured out a better alternative.
    ✫ a Scumbag™
    — poorly socialized, sadistic, and blunt, naoise has a tendency to come off as a scumbag, probably because she is one. she has a bad habit of biting off more than she can chew and tends to drop one too many arrogant boasts, but she's nothing if not eager to follow through with them.
    APPEARANCE:
    ✫ CLOUDED LEOPARD [birth body | main]
    — a stocky, muscular beast with a plush tawny coat covered in large, amorphous rosettes. she's inherited the grace and climbing abilities signature to her species and a hardened physique coming from being on her own, without the protection of a clan. naoise has sharp copper eyes and a number of scars.

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    NARANGEREL BORJIGIN

    [font=Georgia]It didn't look to her like a wound that wasn't as bad as it looked. Elder brother always told her to check with the shaman for every wound so that it could be treated. Untreated cuts could quickly turn into something worse with infection. There was a worried flick of an ear from the little lynx as she found her eyes going to the wounded leg again. "Okay," she returned, though it was a little obvious that NArangerel didn't exactly believe in her words--Naoise seemed to her like a very independent creature who didn't like to rely on others for help.


    Water? "There's a stream nearby if you prefer running water, but I think there's a few barrels of water in camp if you don't want to walk all the way," Narangerel answered. She tilted her head, wondering which option the clouded leopard would choose...the barrel was easier to reach considering her leg, but maybe she didn't want to show off as taking the easier path...

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    [center][font=times new roman]"FROM WHAT I'VE TASTED OF DESIRE,
    I HOLD WITH THOSE WHO FAVOR FIRE."
    [c] Paxdad Productions

    [center][fancypost=background-color:transparent; border-color:transparent; border-width:; width: 420px; border-radius: 0px; font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; text-align: justify; ]Running water would be nice, if only to feel the current around her muzzle, but she was in no shape to turn down easy water. That didn't stop her from doing it, though. Naoise not-so-subtly drew herself up to full height, chest puffed out, and looked at Narangerel with a noncommittal grunt. "The stream." Casual as can be, as if the walk there wouldn't hurt, not one bit. It was bad enough she had submitted herself to these nomads to be tended to, she wasn't going to take their easy scraps as well. As soon as she knew where to find the stream, then she could begin to make regular trips. Which would help to get my leg back into shape, probably.

    And that was really all this was about. Her getting well, and her getting out.

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    GENERAL:
    ✫ naoise [nee-sha]
    ✫ female
    ✫ one year old
    ✫ warrior of the khanate
    ✫ opinions portrayed are always ic
    ✫ difficult both physically & mentally; attack in underlined black

    CURRENT EVENTS:
    ✫ joined the khanate
    — physical health: 80% | mental health: 100%
    — recovering from a skirmish that drove her from her previous settlement
    PERSONALITY:
    ✫ chaotic neutral
    — naoise values her own freedom and her independence first and foremost, making it hard for her to adapt to life in a group. living in a community is fine, but living by a set of rules other than her own is something else. nevertheless, given current events she's found it to be a necessary evil that she learn to abide by a set of laws (despite her track record of abhorring authority) until she's figured out a better alternative.
    ✫ a Scumbag™
    — poorly socialized, sadistic, and blunt, naoise has a tendency to come off as a scumbag, probably because she is one. she has a bad habit of biting off more than she can chew and tends to drop one too many arrogant boasts, but she's nothing if not eager to follow through with them.
    APPEARANCE:
    ✫ CLOUDED LEOPARD [birth body | main]
    — a stocky, muscular beast with a plush tawny coat covered in large, amorphous rosettes. she's inherited the grace and climbing abilities signature to her species and a hardened physique coming from being on her own, without the protection of a clan. naoise has sharp copper eyes and a number of scars.