06-19-2018, 03:33 PM
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[sup]c) miithers[/sup]
★ WHEN MY HEART IS MADE FROM GOLD AND FORGIVENESS SEEMS TOO BOLD
Hazel followed after Pele, blinking at Bastille’s slight apology for being late. In all honesty, she had kind of failed to notice that the meetings were weekly in the first place. Now that she knew, it kind of gave her something to look forward to.
She nodded at the onslaught of information, taking it in whilst tucking her paws underneath her and settling down. She could get behind the titles, partially because there was a small spark of glowing pride there, knowing that it had been her and Pele’s painting that inspired the zodiac theme. Other than that, the Odyssey titles just sounded cool. It lit up a special sort of light in her, knowing mythology was going to be tied into the ranks. As for the actual assignments of the titles, Hazel smiled to herself: Libra? Funny, that was her actual sign. Fitting.
Her good mood faltered a bit at the topic of the Tanglewood alliance, seeing as his confirmation of it had been a bit...dramatic. And stressful. She sighed, tail tip twitching as he explained it. Yeah, most of Tanglewood was pretty nice; she’d only met Nayru and Beck so far, and liked Nayru far better than she did Beck. Beck...creeped her out. Made her uncomfortable. Nevertheless, she was far less skilled in strategy than Bastille, Suite, and practically everyone else in the clan, so she would leave it up to them, as long as Suite didn’t let Bastille do anything stupid.
At Suite’s suggestion of a medic arrangement, Hazel’s focus sharpened. Hey, that - she could help with. “If Rad or Rin wants help organizing or setting up the medic training, I’d be happy to help.” She spoke up, tail curling. She needed to be good for something, at least. Besides, there was a spark of excitement igniting in the back of her mind at helping out with the medic training; something that didn’t feel quite right, quite her, but she wasn’t too bothered by it.
She nodded at the onslaught of information, taking it in whilst tucking her paws underneath her and settling down. She could get behind the titles, partially because there was a small spark of glowing pride there, knowing that it had been her and Pele’s painting that inspired the zodiac theme. Other than that, the Odyssey titles just sounded cool. It lit up a special sort of light in her, knowing mythology was going to be tied into the ranks. As for the actual assignments of the titles, Hazel smiled to herself: Libra? Funny, that was her actual sign. Fitting.
Her good mood faltered a bit at the topic of the Tanglewood alliance, seeing as his confirmation of it had been a bit...dramatic. And stressful. She sighed, tail tip twitching as he explained it. Yeah, most of Tanglewood was pretty nice; she’d only met Nayru and Beck so far, and liked Nayru far better than she did Beck. Beck...creeped her out. Made her uncomfortable. Nevertheless, she was far less skilled in strategy than Bastille, Suite, and practically everyone else in the clan, so she would leave it up to them, as long as Suite didn’t let Bastille do anything stupid.
At Suite’s suggestion of a medic arrangement, Hazel’s focus sharpened. Hey, that - she could help with. “If Rad or Rin wants help organizing or setting up the medic training, I’d be happy to help.” She spoke up, tail curling. She needed to be good for something, at least. Besides, there was a spark of excitement igniting in the back of her mind at helping out with the medic training; something that didn’t feel quite right, quite her, but she wasn’t too bothered by it.
★ — hazel — "speech" — eight months — the ascendants — tags — ★
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WITH EVERY HEARTBEAT I HAVE LEFT
i will defend your every breath; i'll do better