06-04-2018, 02:29 PM
[align=center][div style=" background-color: transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 530px; min-height: 9px; font-family:; line-height: 110%; text-align: justify; padding: 20px"]Beatrice took a seat towards the back of the group, eyes lazily moving about the area as Pincher spoke. She had been quiet the past couple of days, keeping to herself. She chose to only interact with others on a minimal basis, and even then, it was barely interaction. It was almost as if something had shifted inside of her - or maybe she was just sinking further into herself. She couldn't be sure.
The red heeler was hardly paying attention, though she did catch her name. Privateer, huh? She smiled. Maybe she truly was good at fighting. The girl only nodded her head, however, choosing to remain silent. She did let concern flash over her features as she noted the blood dripping from Pincher's nose, but even so, she was quick to dismiss the emotion.
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The red heeler was hardly paying attention, though she did catch her name. Privateer, huh? She smiled. Maybe she truly was good at fighting. The girl only nodded her head, however, choosing to remain silent. She did let concern flash over her features as she noted the blood dripping from Pincher's nose, but even so, she was quick to dismiss the emotion.
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[glow=black,10,100]YOUR EYES ARE A THOUSAND TIMES DEEPER THAN THE SKY[/glow]
[glow=black,1,100]AND I AM A TINY STAR, FALLING FOR ALL TIME
beatrice | grounded | sage | the typhoon