08-03-2018, 06:57 PM
ASPIRING FIRES !
nui harime — female — polarheart — eaglehunter — hard physicality
promotion? what a funny little thing. ranks mattered little to the snowbounder, but she couldn't deny the feeling of being recognized was a pleasing one. the feeling of pride was not an unorthodox sensation to the girl's heart. but she did not allow herself to bask in it, only offering atbash a small little smile that did not display teeth, but stretched across her features.
"thank you love!"
another to congratulate her was henry; the alabaster felidae's face familiar to her. but his smile did not last long. nui knew sincere and she knew insincere. she knew it well, and she knew how to play fauxness.
still, a fellow clanmate failing to be excited by the current going-ons of the clan was no big occurrence and no reason for alarm. people would be naturally monotone. people would be naturally un-enthused. she did not blame him.
the meeting was far from over, still. izuku and tsuyu's efforts had not gone unnoticed within the leader's eyes. it was a reckless, impulse mission, but they had succeeded nonetheless, injuries not withstanding.
"good job, izuku and tsuyu. you've earned it," venturing into the lion's den. she's addled jealousy. she should have joined them. not for the fame or the glory or the title, but from the rush of adrenaline and the struggle that came from facing off with the enemy. the blood, the sweat, the urgency. the two youngsters had returned to snowbound injured, exhausted and absolutely disheveled. she wanted to meet the people who could do that to them.
stryker was an issue of utmost importance. a traitor to snowbound. she sensed it in the way atbash's eyes hardened, her gaze flitting to him in righteous fury. nui followed that gaze, but her eyes failed to cloud over with hatred and mistrust. instead those beady sapphire irises gleamed with interest, curiosity lurking openly on her features. but her mind rushed like the torrents of a stream, inquiry echoing in her head as to why the lion would attack izuku.
"thank you love!"
another to congratulate her was henry; the alabaster felidae's face familiar to her. but his smile did not last long. nui knew sincere and she knew insincere. she knew it well, and she knew how to play fauxness.
still, a fellow clanmate failing to be excited by the current going-ons of the clan was no big occurrence and no reason for alarm. people would be naturally monotone. people would be naturally un-enthused. she did not blame him.
the meeting was far from over, still. izuku and tsuyu's efforts had not gone unnoticed within the leader's eyes. it was a reckless, impulse mission, but they had succeeded nonetheless, injuries not withstanding.
"good job, izuku and tsuyu. you've earned it," venturing into the lion's den. she's addled jealousy. she should have joined them. not for the fame or the glory or the title, but from the rush of adrenaline and the struggle that came from facing off with the enemy. the blood, the sweat, the urgency. the two youngsters had returned to snowbound injured, exhausted and absolutely disheveled. she wanted to meet the people who could do that to them.
stryker was an issue of utmost importance. a traitor to snowbound. she sensed it in the way atbash's eyes hardened, her gaze flitting to him in righteous fury. nui followed that gaze, but her eyes failed to cloud over with hatred and mistrust. instead those beady sapphire irises gleamed with interest, curiosity lurking openly on her features. but her mind rushed like the torrents of a stream, inquiry echoing in her head as to why the lion would attack izuku.