06-21-2018, 05:46 PM
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★ WHEN MY HEART IS MADE FROM GOLD AND FORGIVENESS SEEMS TOO BOLD
Hazel watched, mouth slightly parted in shock as the girl just...lifted the alligator onto her head, holding it there as Arion finally disappeared from sight.Well...that’s not something you see every day. Hazel considered, blinking and snapping her mouth shut.
“Er,” Hazel stumbled over her words as the unfamiliar girl suddenly turned to her, asking if Arion was hers. Her sense of humor wanted to scoff and say that train wreck of a colt? Mine? Definitely not. But her mouth ran on autopilot, repeating something she’d probably echo to strangers until her dying breath. “Yes, he is. Apologies if he startled you and...” Hazel paused, waiting until the female gave her companion’s name. With a cant of metaphorical eyebrows and a slight nod. “You and Chadwick.” Hm, odd name. Reminded Hazel of the word candlestick. “I can’t say that Arion is harmless, because if you get underfoot, then he’s just the opposite, but he generally does his best to avoid stepping on people.”
As the stranger took the pause in the introduction as an send off, Hazel felt her curiosity peak. “No, that’s - “ She started, suddenly moving forward, wanting to see the femme up close instead of having to yell at her from halfway across the flower patch. “You’re fine, you don’t have to leave. You’re not bothering anybody, Arion’s just a big baby.” She assured her. “From Tanglewood, right?” Hazel checked after a heartbeat, taking a seat in front of her. “I’m Hazel, a Starstruck Guardian here. Not that the rank holds much power, but it sounds better than just my name.” Hazel offered a sheepish smile.
“Er,” Hazel stumbled over her words as the unfamiliar girl suddenly turned to her, asking if Arion was hers. Her sense of humor wanted to scoff and say that train wreck of a colt? Mine? Definitely not. But her mouth ran on autopilot, repeating something she’d probably echo to strangers until her dying breath. “Yes, he is. Apologies if he startled you and...” Hazel paused, waiting until the female gave her companion’s name. With a cant of metaphorical eyebrows and a slight nod. “You and Chadwick.” Hm, odd name. Reminded Hazel of the word candlestick. “I can’t say that Arion is harmless, because if you get underfoot, then he’s just the opposite, but he generally does his best to avoid stepping on people.”
As the stranger took the pause in the introduction as an send off, Hazel felt her curiosity peak. “No, that’s - “ She started, suddenly moving forward, wanting to see the femme up close instead of having to yell at her from halfway across the flower patch. “You’re fine, you don’t have to leave. You’re not bothering anybody, Arion’s just a big baby.” She assured her. “From Tanglewood, right?” Hazel checked after a heartbeat, taking a seat in front of her. “I’m Hazel, a Starstruck Guardian here. Not that the rank holds much power, but it sounds better than just my name.” Hazel offered a sheepish smile.
★ — 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