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high omg!!! glad to see ang/venus is still kicking!
Venus was the first other kitsune Clove had encountered, other than herself. As the argent-hued vulpes approached, Clove's nose twitched; flaring at the similar notes their scents carried. They both had twin tails, too. Apparently tails were indicative of a kitsune's strength, and considering she was unable to activate any powers, Clove was inclined to believe it.
As they continued to speak, Clove's interest only grew; changing into straight out surprise when he spoke in the tongue that she herself was familiar with...even if it were only when she was not focused upon it.
Molten-gold gaze moving between Jerseyboy and Venus, Clove's ears twitched at the obvious tension. These two were obviously not close, then. Something told her that this disagreement was probably continued back at the camp, or wherever they interacted.
She'd prefer not to get involved, and decided to sit down and curl her tails around herself as she waited for them to finish.
As the kitsune's ocean-like eyes met her own, Clove tilted her head - trying to ascertain whether the other was still collecting themselves after the prior outburst, or whether, despite their kind words, they looked at Clove and still saw a freak. She thought she could see unease...but it wasn't exactly clear.
Hello, Venus." the femme responded, glancing over her shoulder towards the setting sun. Clove would be glad of a warm bed tonight, especially considering trees had been where she had rested her head for several moons.
Last night had been particularly cold.
Turning back towards the Sunhavener, the cinnamon and cream hued creature shrugged, no smile lining her features to reply to Venus's own.
"I'd fly over, but my wings aren't strong enough." Yet. Clove didn't mention that she seriously doubted whether they ever would be. Last time she had attempted to take off, her paws had never left the ground.
The muscles that would enable the mechanism of light were un-toned and weak, having never been used to her knowledge. It would take months to strengthen them enough for even suspension while gliding, let alone leaping into the sky from a standing start.
"I'd prefer the gate." Clove confirmed, rolling her shoulders as a dart of pain sliced through them. What she wouldn't give for a hot bath.
"You think we can go in before the sun goes down?" the kitsune asked wryly, eyes moving back towards Marina expectantly.
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high omg!!! glad to see ang/venus is still kicking!
Venus was the first other kitsune Clove had encountered, other than herself. As the argent-hued vulpes approached, Clove's nose twitched; flaring at the similar notes their scents carried. They both had twin tails, too. Apparently tails were indicative of a kitsune's strength, and considering she was unable to activate any powers, Clove was inclined to believe it.
As they continued to speak, Clove's interest only grew; changing into straight out surprise when he spoke in the tongue that she herself was familiar with...even if it were only when she was not focused upon it.
Molten-gold gaze moving between Jerseyboy and Venus, Clove's ears twitched at the obvious tension. These two were obviously not close, then. Something told her that this disagreement was probably continued back at the camp, or wherever they interacted.
She'd prefer not to get involved, and decided to sit down and curl her tails around herself as she waited for them to finish.
As the kitsune's ocean-like eyes met her own, Clove tilted her head - trying to ascertain whether the other was still collecting themselves after the prior outburst, or whether, despite their kind words, they looked at Clove and still saw a freak. She thought she could see unease...but it wasn't exactly clear.
Hello, Venus." the femme responded, glancing over her shoulder towards the setting sun. Clove would be glad of a warm bed tonight, especially considering trees had been where she had rested her head for several moons.
Last night had been particularly cold.
Turning back towards the Sunhavener, the cinnamon and cream hued creature shrugged, no smile lining her features to reply to Venus's own.
"I'd fly over, but my wings aren't strong enough." Yet. Clove didn't mention that she seriously doubted whether they ever would be. Last time she had attempted to take off, her paws had never left the ground.
The muscles that would enable the mechanism of light were un-toned and weak, having never been used to her knowledge. It would take months to strengthen them enough for even suspension while gliding, let alone leaping into the sky from a standing start.
"I'd prefer the gate." Clove confirmed, rolling her shoulders as a dart of pain sliced through them. What she wouldn't give for a hot bath.
"You think we can go in before the sun goes down?" the kitsune asked wryly, eyes moving back towards Marina expectantly.
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