Phoebe
Phoebe sighed, shaking her head a little. Well, it had been worth a shot anyways. ”I suppose we will have to look on our own.” Phoebe said with a small smile towards Remi and a shrug. Somewhere around here there ought to be signs of the blight, if Frey was to be believed – and she did believe in them. The midwife set down her pack on a clear spot, pulling out a couple pair of gloves. ”Here, you’ll want to put these on to protect your hands.” she said, holding a pair out for Remi to take. The last thing she wanted was for anyone to get sick while doing this, so they had to be careful.
Above, Pim watched, tail swinging side to side.
Above, Pim watched, tail swinging side to side.
The Honeysuckle Princess
