[glow=GLOWCOLOR,2,300]▶ MARGAERY FOLIE - tags - THE ASCENDANTS - OBSERVER - SHE/HER- FELINE ◀[/glow]
Margaery stiffened, temporarily caught off guard by Bastillepaw's greeting. When she lived within her old clan, everyone had called her Margy - or Marg, whichever they preferred - and she had grown to love the silly little nickname. Here, it alarmed her. Bastillepaw shouldn't have known to call her that... he shouldn't have said it so easily, so casually, so reminiscent of how all of her old friends and family used to. Why did he do that? Why did he think it was okay? But there was a better question, one now tugged on her attention and caused her to momentarily frown:Why was she getting so worked up over it?
Both Margaret and Margaery were mouthfuls to say... she couldn't honestly expect everyone to want to pronounce her name in full every time they saw her. Just let it go, put that fake smile on and don't let him see that it phased you. Your name is Margaret here, he's just being friendly. It's okay. And so it was, it would have to be. The moment that someone noticed how strangely she acted when being addressed period would be the moment that this delicate lie came crashing down and then, she'd have some serious explaining to do.
[color=black]"Ah, I'm familiar with that!" She announced suddenly, determined now to draw attention away from the topic (and even though) of her name, [color=black]"I've visited there many times. My old clan was allies with them." She could talk all day about the clans and her old life and the many duties she had had not only as a deputy, but also as an ambassador. She paused though, realizing with a start that that was not the question. He had asked why she had left, not where she was from.
[color=black]"I left because I.. I..."
What could she even say?
[color=black]"I left because I had to... and in doing so, I got separated from my children and my wife. I've traveled so much in the past year because I've been tirelessly looking for them. I want my family back... I'd do anything."
It wasn't until the words left her mouth that she realized how much oversharing she had done. She fought the urge to steal a glance at Suiteheart out of fear that her wife would be angry at her. Nobody knew that they were associated with each other but still... but still...
[color=black]"Any... uh, shall we say, less personal questions?"
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[div style="font-family: HELVETICA;font-size: 20px; letter-spacing: 0PX;color: black;ine-height: 99%;"][color=#b59693]PROTECTING BOTH [color=#b59693]YOUR HEART AND [color=#b59693]MINE?
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