fill an ocean with weaponry } the rosebloods

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[div style="width: 430px; line-height: 1.4; text-align: justify; font-family: palatino; font-size: 11px;"][align=center]-- kiira | tanglewood | rookie --
AND SOMETHING NEW WILL BREAK THE DAY

"He-hello," the soft, stuttering voice did belong to a Tangler, albiet a small rookie.  The scrawny alabaster and white vixen tried not to creep so much as actually walk towards the visiting trio.  Aside form the way random parts of her body decided to lose corporal solidity, she managed it, even keeping her erratic teleporting in check.

Still, it was clear from the way her mitch-matched hues gleamed, she was lacking severely in confidence.  Ambassadors.  They didn't seem bad, but she met everyone with a little panic in her eyes. They were strangers, all of them, after all.  "I-I'm Kiira," she offered, inclining her head slightly.  "I-I'm j-just a rookie h-here, b-but wel-welcome."

"T-thank you f-for the gifts." Kiira didn't feel too uncomfortable offering gratitude and whatnot until someone else arrived, but she hoped someone would arrive soon.  That way someone with a steadier, louder voice could take over. "… I-I'm s-sure someone c-can bring y-you any w-water or food... I-if you're ti-tired or hungry." She wonders how far they walked and what their home looked like.

Perhaps she could repay them the favor one day, for the gifts.  Seemed like the right thing to do, far as she felt concerned.  She fretted over the idea of a long journey though, given her body's glitching condition.  She wore out rather quickly.