10-11-2018, 03:54 PM
[div style="width: 45%; text-align: justify; font-size: 10pt; letter-spacing: -1px; font-family: arial;"]♡ — Pointed ears flicking in surprise at the voice behind her, Clove turned on her delicate paws to face Marina head on; noting the intense emerald eyes, and sensing something almost unhinged about the hellhound opposite her. And considering how tall this creature was...Clove would prefer to keep her distance.
Narrowing her autumnal gaze, Clove began to follow the Sunhavener without a word - allowing Marina to speak in that odd accent of hers, one that was unrecognizable to the cinnamon dappled kitsune.
Two names? Intriguing. Clove herself also had a duo of aliases, though Hae-ran was a name she wanted to keep to herself.
"Marina it is, then." the canid replied after a moment, golden eyes blinking slowly as they moved through the meadow's wildflowers and towards a forest.
"To join." Clove added, exhaling deeply after she spoke. Yes, to join.
Explaining the fact she needed to move on from a sort of hazed split personality disorder didn't seem appealing.
"I've not been in a clan for...for what feels like years." mused the femme, her words a meagre attempt at conversation so as not to let the atmosphere become awkward.
/ hello bootles.......................
also ugh this post is a mess sorry
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Narrowing her autumnal gaze, Clove began to follow the Sunhavener without a word - allowing Marina to speak in that odd accent of hers, one that was unrecognizable to the cinnamon dappled kitsune.
Two names? Intriguing. Clove herself also had a duo of aliases, though Hae-ran was a name she wanted to keep to herself.
"Marina it is, then." the canid replied after a moment, golden eyes blinking slowly as they moved through the meadow's wildflowers and towards a forest.
"To join." Clove added, exhaling deeply after she spoke. Yes, to join.
Explaining the fact she needed to move on from a sort of hazed split personality disorder didn't seem appealing.
"I've not been in a clan for...for what feels like years." mused the femme, her words a meagre attempt at conversation so as not to let the atmosphere become awkward.
/ hello bootles.......................
also ugh this post is a mess sorry
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