07-15-2018, 11:11 AM
[align=center][div style="borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; width: 550px; padding-bottom: 17px; overflow: stretch; border-bottom: 2px dashed;"]The wolf padded up slowly to the event, her leg still on the mend. Rochelle was pretty fond of meet and greets, though she’d never been exposed to one during her time in her previous group. It would have been a good idea to put one into action, to lower tensions between group mates and welcome in new ones ... but she had failed as a leader there. She closed her eyes then, trying to banish the thought and scan her mind for some facts about herself.
Once she was confident in what she was going to say, she paused as Jacob finished, and said, ”I’m Rochelle ... I’ve also joined here quite recently.” She bowed her head down a little, round eyes softly glancing about. ”I’m a Libra, I’m what some would consider a pacifist. However, I’ve been the leader of a group with violent tendencies, so ... I know both sides of the story.” Indeed she did. She knew that being completely non-violent was pretty much impossible, but it was the choice she was actively trying to make.
Once she was confident in what she was going to say, she paused as Jacob finished, and said, ”I’m Rochelle ... I’ve also joined here quite recently.” She bowed her head down a little, round eyes softly glancing about. ”I’m a Libra, I’m what some would consider a pacifist. However, I’ve been the leader of a group with violent tendencies, so ... I know both sides of the story.” Indeed she did. She knew that being completely non-violent was pretty much impossible, but it was the choice she was actively trying to make.
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ain't it a gentle sound the rolling in the grave
[size=8pt]ain't it like thunder under earth the sound it makes ⋆ tags
ain't it a gentle sound the rolling in the grave
[size=8pt]ain't it like thunder under earth the sound it makes ⋆ tags