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VERSAILLESPALACE
Versailles watches as the interaction further unfolds with the lion raising up and addressing them all in a - well, an odd way that she can't quite place. She thinks there's a glimmer of desperation in his voice but she's never been too good at reading people, doesn't trust her own judgement on the matter. Instead, she takes a step back and hums an acknowledgement, sort of. It's a casual sound that doesn't mean much other than agreeing to what the other Ascendants said. She would've chuckled at the going-bald comment but doesn't, instead cocks her head and inspects his mane before deciding that it must've been an exaggeration.
"I'd offer to hunt for you but I don't think rabbits and the occasional pheasant would be enough to sate your..." The she-cat trails off, glancing absently at Imperia and at Margaery before shrugging again. She doesn't particularly notice that she's inched a little bit closer to the latter, but it's enough to give her a little bit of a boost. The other has always been rather graceful in terms of interaction, and Versailles? Well, nobody can blame her, really; she'd spent her life without even seeing another soul, doesn't quite know what they expect of her yet. She's used to piggybacking on what other people are saying, if only to make herself appear less incompetent.
When Imperia is introducing herself, Versailles takes it as a cue to begin that part of the joining, the part she'd walked away from when she first joined the Ascendants. It hadn't exactly been a nice welcome - but at least she can try to make his a lot better than hers. "My name is Versailles. My nickname is Versailles. Once you're all patched up, it would be ideal for you to be brought to camp so you can rest that leg."
"I'd offer to hunt for you but I don't think rabbits and the occasional pheasant would be enough to sate your..." The she-cat trails off, glancing absently at Imperia and at Margaery before shrugging again. She doesn't particularly notice that she's inched a little bit closer to the latter, but it's enough to give her a little bit of a boost. The other has always been rather graceful in terms of interaction, and Versailles? Well, nobody can blame her, really; she'd spent her life without even seeing another soul, doesn't quite know what they expect of her yet. She's used to piggybacking on what other people are saying, if only to make herself appear less incompetent.
When Imperia is introducing herself, Versailles takes it as a cue to begin that part of the joining, the part she'd walked away from when she first joined the Ascendants. It hadn't exactly been a nice welcome - but at least she can try to make his a lot better than hers. "My name is Versailles. My nickname is Versailles. Once you're all patched up, it would be ideal for you to be brought to camp so you can rest that leg."
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