STRAIGHT INTO THE FIRE | o, bonfire

[Nayru]

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[b][color=#6b7e99]”You’re too young, Malphy. You’ll just make yourself sick,” Nayru interjected, arriving with a tiny frown. It had been the warm, foresty scent of a bonfire that had drawn her in, the warmth and light beckoning to her, urging her to step away from her magic and live a little bit. To say that she was pleased to see Iota (her darling best friend), Fenris (her dad), and Malphas (another of her dear friends) present was the understatement of the century. She did steal a bit of a heated glance in Vigenere’s direction though, paws instinctively tugging her scarf tighter around her neck. Not only had he insulted her, but now he was offering her patient alcohol? No, no, she wouldn’t have that today. But perhaps she should lighten up a bit. Obviously Iota had put this all together with the intent of getting them to bond and she, ever intrigued by anything Iota did, refused to purposefully ruin it.

Without thinking about it, she brushed absently against the blue-tinted female, a tiny smile curving her pale lips. [color=#6b7e99]”I want some schmoes,” She decided aloud. If they were anything like the ones at the meeting, she planned on eating many of them.