I am Panthira tis Kyniga, Panther of the Hunt, or Panthera de Venatu, depending on if you speak Greek, English, or Latin. I prefer using either my English or Greek name. I am 14, but that doesn't mean that I cause trouble.
My parents raised me and my twin in a cottage in the woods, where we would hunt for our dinner and live away from modern society. They taught me to read, write, and speak Greek, English, and Latin; although I have some issues with reading and writing in English and Latin because of my dyslexia.
Growing up in such an isolated way, I'm not used to interacting with other people. Nor am I used to being in the city. If we meet, please be patient with me. I may seem strange, but I promise I'm nice.
*member of the Truth and Games RPG*
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
Dany nodded. “Sort of. I prefer social work more than anything, but I am a trained lawyer and I do often get called on for people who cannot afford a lawyer.” They came up to the security office, and Dany ducked inside, emerging a moment later with the bow and quiver. She handed them to Panthira. “There you are. The restaurant is just around the block.” She smiled again. “I should be fine, but thank you.”
Panthira nodded. “So you work to help people? I can respect that. From what I’ve been told, there aren’t many in the world like that.” Panthira let go of her camp necklace to grab her bow, a large smile of relief upon her face. She quickly and skillfully unstrung it, put the string in a side pocket on the quiver, and placed it in the quiver with her arrows. She then slung the quiver onto her back so that it rested just above her deerskin backpack. “So long as you’ll be fine. You’ve been so nice to me, I don’t want anything to happen to you.”
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