A cry for help

[autumnbold]

[Text appeared with an unpracticed hand, someone drawing crude runes into the book. Looking at them for a short amount of time, though, the text began to shift into something more... recognizable as language. The translated text was crude and mostly straight, rigid characters evocative of the runes they had been.]

hello this is asra

i hope someone can read this

everyone has one but maybe cant read dragon

my ladys mark has reactivated and i think she can see me

i heard her laugh when it started glowing again

i am scared and itchy

what do i do

Comments

[a_sweet_little_peach]

"Oh, no, I just thought I'd offer it if you'd want to clean yourself up with it. If you'd rather I do it, I'd be happy to, but..." He smiles, "I don't want to take that from you. As much as I care for you, you should have the opportunity to care for youself, too."

"You're pretty special, Asra."

[autumnbold]

"I'm... special?" That was something she'd never heard before. That didn't make any sense at all. "Does that... um... is that a bad thing?"

[a_sweet_little_peach]

"Oh, not at all. Just, you're unique and important, to me and to Cecil and Corrin, and Pacca and Rakka."

He smiles, brushing a paw down the back of the kobold's head, scritching gently at her back.

[autumnbold]

Asra sagged under the scratching. It felt so good, she couldn't help but let out a soft moan.

"Um... I don't... um, understand. Can you, um, explain?"

[a_sweet_little_peach]

"There's no one else like you in the world, Asra. And we all like you a lot. So you're special, both in general, and to us. Um... The same way Cecil or Corrin couldn't replace me, you're irreplaceable."

Maybe she'd understand that framing. Hopefully.

[autumnbold]

"Oh. Yes, um, that makes sense. Thank you. Um, for saying so. It... um... is not, um... I don't really hear that, um... ever? It's... different. I can't, um..." She frowned. "I don't, um, think anyone has ever said that to me."

[a_sweet_little_peach]

"Well..." Lord and Lady, sometimes she said things that made him imminently glad she was here now.

"Hopefully some day soon, you can get used to it. I know we all think that of you, Asra." He smiled, rubbing gently between her... ears? Horns? He wasn't ever really clear on what those were. Kobolds are weird (in a good way!) and varied.