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with grace in your heart and flowers in your hair
"I don't know - I think he should go for it." She shrugged. "How will he ever know what he's capable of if he doesn't try?"
Hazel had been lounging nearby, a near parallel to Moonmade. She'd fallen back into the habit of weaving bracelets, having had a damn near full conversation with herself to convince her brain that it wasn't art. She was currently making a bracelet for Imperia, strings the color of dusk and twilight. The cleric seemed like someone who would wear a bracelet...right?
Her delicate concentration had been shattered by Oni's flamboyant accusation at the sun. She'd startled, the earth splintering under her paws and a piece of aquamarine popping up. She'd watched the situation gather a crowd with some amount of amusement, a smile dancing on her lips at Moon's shock. "It's okay, Moon." She purred, drawing herself to sit closer to the action and wrap her tail over her paws. "You're only like...half old. Your mid-life crisis still has a few months to reach its peak."
Turning her golden gaze to Oni, Hazel studied the younger feline with a certain amount of regard. He was certainly motivated and driven, she'd give him that. He would be headstrong and reckless in his future years, full of bravado and young confidence. Hazel hoped that it didn't get the better of him in a bad situation. "I would be careful, though." The cocoa feline added, nearly an afterthought. "Like Suite said, I wouldn't make your wings out of wax. You can fight, but make sure you fight smart instead of fighting reckless. It'll get you hurt a lot quicker than you'd like." She warned.
Hazel had been lounging nearby, a near parallel to Moonmade. She'd fallen back into the habit of weaving bracelets, having had a damn near full conversation with herself to convince her brain that it wasn't art. She was currently making a bracelet for Imperia, strings the color of dusk and twilight. The cleric seemed like someone who would wear a bracelet...right?
Her delicate concentration had been shattered by Oni's flamboyant accusation at the sun. She'd startled, the earth splintering under her paws and a piece of aquamarine popping up. She'd watched the situation gather a crowd with some amount of amusement, a smile dancing on her lips at Moon's shock. "It's okay, Moon." She purred, drawing herself to sit closer to the action and wrap her tail over her paws. "You're only like...half old. Your mid-life crisis still has a few months to reach its peak."
Turning her golden gaze to Oni, Hazel studied the younger feline with a certain amount of regard. He was certainly motivated and driven, she'd give him that. He would be headstrong and reckless in his future years, full of bravado and young confidence. Hazel hoped that it didn't get the better of him in a bad situation. "I would be careful, though." The cocoa feline added, nearly an afterthought. "Like Suite said, I wouldn't make your wings out of wax. You can fight, but make sure you fight smart instead of fighting reckless. It'll get you hurt a lot quicker than you'd like." She warned.
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WITH EVERY HEARTBEAT I HAVE LEFT
i will defend your every breath; i'll do better