elysium visitor [★] the reckless, the wild youth

[Tena M.]

[div style="width: 527px; line-height: 1.4; text-align: justify; font-family: constantia; font-size: 11px;"]Tena Moonspinner —
Politics.  Perhaps the most scary part of her new rule.  Dealing with the other groups.  Far as the petite sand cat could tell, Elysium bore no ill will -- nor good -- towards anyone.  Everyone neutral.  Given their quiet nature as of late, Tena felt that made sense.  Safe.  The Demdji didn't know how she felt about all the other groups anyhow, given her limited experience with any of them.

She knew the Typhoon.  The salt and fresh air felt familiar and calming.  Tena exhaled slowly, recounting her brief time among the pirates when she'd been a member of Snowbound.  Nearly a year ago now.  It felt longer.  With a bright gleam in her sapphire hues, the sand cat rang the bells.
[align=right]— I tell you this story, save your life, set you free