what a shame we all became such fragile, broken things / private

[lilyspoise]

There are many names in history

but none of them are ours.

lilyspoise ♕ the typhoon ♕ budding flower ♕ tags

If Margaery was anything today, she was lucky. Lucky that she hadn't gone to the wrong clan, or worse, the Tanglewood. Lucky that she'd wandered onto Haven Island instead of the main territory-- Typhoon Crew Mates didn't take well to trespassers, but her Ascendant affiliation would've definitely played in her favor. Most of all, though, Margaery was lucky that Lilyspoise was here on Haven Island.

The cream tabby had been searching the smaller island for herbs, having initially avoided it after her initiation due to the horrors that she'd seen under the influence of the potion. However, hiding from things that scared her was no way to live, so she'd swallowed her fear and headed out. It worked out pretty well, too! Lil had found herbs that grew more plentifully than they did on the main island, and had even gathered a hefty supply of cobwebs so that she could generously bandage wounds in the case scenario that the Jungle Temple stop being a source of human-made healing goods. She'd stored her supplies in her pouches and bottles, attaching each to the rope necklace she now wore to make transportation of these very goods that much easier. Just as she was about to head out, she stood up, stretched, and tilted her head up to smell the air, making sure she didn't miss any rare her-

The Ascendants? Why did it smell of The Ascendants?
Perhaps someone came to visit and got lost along the way. Lil rationalized to herself, beginning to track the scent. It felt oddly familiar, but then again Lil wasn't a complete stranger to the clan and its members, so it was probably someone that had stopped by the border once or twice before. Lup mentioned heading towards that direction-- maybe she settled down there? She seemed to have an affinity for sp--

The piercing roar of a bear caused Lil to stiffen, eyes darting around to try and see if the source was as close as it sounded to be. A mound of black fur confirmed her suspicions, and before she could begin to silently back away, she saw a chocolate point cornered by it.

Without a moment of hesitation, Lil lunged at the bear. It was small, yes, but still a bear, making this an incredibly dumb idea, but the time this action would grant could give the Ascendant an out. If she'd simply stood by and watched as an ally die -- watched as anyone died -- and did nothing to stop it, she would be sick with herself. Even if she was wounded in the process, Lil knew she had to try.

"Leave her alone!" Lily growled, focusing on staying attached to the bear with the use of her claws; then working to try and climb up to it's throat. It was a small creature for it's species, so the feat wasn't impossible, only incredibly hard. When Lil felt the searing sting of claw marks on her flank she wasn't surprised, but that didn't make it hurt any less. However, Lilyspoise was a skilled killer as much as she wished she wasn't, so her primal instincts returned quick -- quicker than she wished they did -- and one moment she was thinking, and the next her teeth was ripping away flesh. The tearing sound followed by a gurgled cry was all too familiar, and Lil felt absolutely sick as the taste of blood in her mouth was nothing foreign. The bear collapsed on the ground, and it was in that moment that the tabby realized she'd killed the creature.

It needed to be done. Lil rationalized to herself, sighing and wiping the blood from her mouth onto her paw. She tried to clean herself up some before she looked at the feline she'd just saved, lest she give off a terrible first impression.

"Are you oka--" No, absolutely not. This was not happening. Not here or now. This couldn't be Margaery-- this couldn't be real. This had to be someone else, someone who just looked exactly like her mother, with the same fear of bears, and the same warmth in eyes that spoke nothing but cool hues. "Are you..." Lil paused, glancing away. This wasn't real. At best it was some sort of hallucination of the island. "Na-- Name and business, please."