Dragoncrest Cliffs the city in the sea

no blows, no snarls. nothing. instead, her plea is heard, and a question given in turn.

'can you stand?' 

no.

but damned if she will not try. sucking in a painful breath past snapped ribs, she rises, wincing, whimpering as she accidentally puts weight on her shattered right hind ankle. it hadn't been the same since Moonglow, and now. . .

Avicus gives the woman a nod in turn, a little shaky but definite, ready to follow wherever she is led.

a second chance. how often is one given that? she herself has been reticent to give them out to those she's wronged.