<div class="floatleft">(https://c4.wallpaperflare.com/wallpaper/478/601/133/fantasy-art-angel-artwork-wallpaper-preview.jpg)</div>Name: Yule B. Ulritte (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347053.msg16343203#msg16343203)<br/>Wearing: As Pictured<br/>HP|MP: 7/7 | 4/4<br/>Tagging: Far Rider, Group B<br/>Conditions: N/A<br/>Notes: N/A<br/><br/>Yule had shared a lovely night with the compact cutie that was Kuna in the laundry in crashed ship's laundry room. She admittedly took a while to leave the embrace of the soft and warm moogle, but in the end, she had to get up and contribute to the expedition ahead of them. In this case, it just happened to be something as light and simple as assisting a member of her assigned group in donning his armor a bit more efficiently before they headed on out. That would soon be much quicker than they had planned however.<br/><br/>When finding a scout stumbling into the camp with a tragedy to tell, the composed cleric was already on the way with her medical supplies to make sure he was alright. However, following that, Far Rider had quickly ordered them to move right on out. Hence, she stuck closely to the lead of the lovely geodancer she fancied, trusting that she was an expert in tracking down where they needed to go. As usual, Kuna's natural verve brought a light smile to her face as it always felt so hopeful in the face of everything.