APPLE JUICE AND PEACH / o, m&g + official return

[fulzanin]

WE'LL MAKE A WAY WHERE YOU CAN FIND YOUR PLACE
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Perhaps if Feza hadn't heard Aurum's cold, desensitized voice before, she would've been a little more surprised at the other's tone. More so, she was used to hearing anger, even if the tone hadn't come her way in a while. Not since they'd had their talk, where she got the rest of her fears out of her system and gone so she could put all the bad things behind them. Were they friends now? She had called the lion a friend a few times before, but those initial times had been met with anger. She had not been his friend then. Maybe she was now. Feza somewhat hoped that she was. The other lion? She didn't recognize him. He looked similar in a way to Aurum, just not fully. She could tell if she squinted really hard and let her mind shift a few degrees to the right. Where Aurum was a saturated sunset, Poet was more of a foggy morning to her. Not as bright, not as vibrant. But similar, similar enough for recognition to somewhat click in her mind. Her assumption was right - the Proxy said that the other was his brother. What had been done to earn the larger lion's fury? Or, at least, a colder tone? Those questions didn't matter, for she still had to greet herself. "I'm Feza! I'm a, I'm the guardsman. Only one now. We might've met, we might've met before, if you've lived here before. I just can't remember. It's, it's real nice to meet you." The vibrant snow leopard rambled. She smiled, wings shifting to a more comfortable position along her back.

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THE EMPTY CHAIRS WILL BE RESERVED FOR OUR PITY