07-31-2018, 05:47 AM
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More strange auras on the border. The more Delphi wandered from camp the more it truly tested the girl's comfort zone, encountering strangers at an almost alarming rate as she was incapable of keeping up with the waves of new faces and names to keep tabs on. Even within Tanglewood it seemed new faces were popping up more and more. Which was supposedly a good thing, was it not? It meant that Tanglewood was thriving, although it made travel rather daunting. Daunting, but exhilarating in a way that overrode any fears that settled like a stone in Delphinium's stomach. Converging paths to follow in the pawsteps of Vigenere, the kitsune trailed behind the Regent as she approached the scene. The scent the two felines carried was unfamiliar, not that Delphi was accustomed to the scent of other groups to begin with, but at the very least she had caught hints of it from the pelts of other Tanglers. This was something new entirely, however. Her gaze rested on Jericho, who seemed to take a leadership role between the two. Sightless eyes met her own olive ones, Delphi quickly realizing he was blind. "Hello," the navy mythic greeted softly as to not disturb the flow of conversation about to pick up, but still making her presence known to Jericho.
He introduced himself as from a group called Sunhaven, a name entirely unfamiliar to Delphinium. She knew of Tanglewood's ally, the Ascendants, and their enemy the Typhoon but that was where the girl's knowledge ended. Fox-like ears flicked back curiously as Jericho began to speak. They were here to visit, which was of little surprise. Strange faces at the border were either joiners or visitors from another group, rarely to never were they simply wanderers passing through. Her head turned to the side toward Vigenere, ink nose twitching. "Who handles alliances?" Delphi questioned aloud. Obviously Beck, but would Morgan or even Vigenere himself be able to take care of it himself?
More strange auras on the border. The more Delphi wandered from camp the more it truly tested the girl's comfort zone, encountering strangers at an almost alarming rate as she was incapable of keeping up with the waves of new faces and names to keep tabs on. Even within Tanglewood it seemed new faces were popping up more and more. Which was supposedly a good thing, was it not? It meant that Tanglewood was thriving, although it made travel rather daunting. Daunting, but exhilarating in a way that overrode any fears that settled like a stone in Delphinium's stomach. Converging paths to follow in the pawsteps of Vigenere, the kitsune trailed behind the Regent as she approached the scene. The scent the two felines carried was unfamiliar, not that Delphi was accustomed to the scent of other groups to begin with, but at the very least she had caught hints of it from the pelts of other Tanglers. This was something new entirely, however. Her gaze rested on Jericho, who seemed to take a leadership role between the two. Sightless eyes met her own olive ones, Delphi quickly realizing he was blind. "Hello," the navy mythic greeted softly as to not disturb the flow of conversation about to pick up, but still making her presence known to Jericho.
He introduced himself as from a group called Sunhaven, a name entirely unfamiliar to Delphinium. She knew of Tanglewood's ally, the Ascendants, and their enemy the Typhoon but that was where the girl's knowledge ended. Fox-like ears flicked back curiously as Jericho began to speak. They were here to visit, which was of little surprise. Strange faces at the border were either joiners or visitors from another group, rarely to never were they simply wanderers passing through. Her head turned to the side toward Vigenere, ink nose twitching. "Who handles alliances?" Delphi questioned aloud. Obviously Beck, but would Morgan or even Vigenere himself be able to take care of it himself?
pick out her heart with a kitchen fork
where, oh where will we go next, haunted pillow beneath my head?:
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