Thread:Crowsoul50/@comment-33229352-20191228054644/@comment-35042251-20191230101802

The wind nymph finished clearing a toddler's lungs and after exchanging a few hushed words and warm smiles with the mother, she straightened and drifted over to Figura, a few breezes that blew around her making her white hair ripple in slow, rhythmic waves and her dress rustle. "I finished with the smoke inhalation cases. Is there anything else I can do to help?" She asked, glancing up at the kelpie's face.