THE ONLY THING YOU LET HOLD YOU / joining

[rochelle]

[align=center][div style="borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; width: 550px; padding-bottom: 17px; overflow: stretch; border-bottom: 2px dashed;"]Rochelle found the white wolf by the shore, and padded up to him with a casual sense of urgency, figuring what business he was here for. She was ... well acquainted with the madness and violence. Having to make the choice not to let go, not to unleash all of your aggression on to those that maybe deserve it. It was a side of her in her blood, one that she drove lengths to not let define her. She would be damned if all that she’d lost, all of the pain that her legacy had caused, would be nothing, just for her to destroy all on her own. So, she was good at practicing self-control, and she couldn’t tell if she was getting worse or better at it since joining the Typhoon. She ... never regretted her decision to come here, but was regret a part of her good side, and had the bad part of her blocked it off? The dark brown lupine swallowed.

”Ah, hello. Welcome to the Typhoon. My name is Rochelle, how can I help you?” The athletic bodied wolf greeted Felix with a smile, sweet honey eyes traveling to the boat she assumed he’d gotten here in. It’s a ways back, but from the tracks in the sand, she has an idea of how he got to the shores of Paradis Island. ”That’s an impressive boat you’ve got there, too ... how long have you been traveling?” She herself had never been in a boat, not unless you counted the Typhoon’s pirate ship. But just ... floating with nothing but vast ocean around you? It sounded ... heavenly.