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"'m glad you could come an'--" before she could voice the buzzing thoughts she was suddenly keeping up with not one, but two, no three more faces. Aslisk, at least, familiar to her. Her paws began kneading into the ground a little more nervously, mouth opening before another voice rose up from the opposite direction. Her pirate in shining armor. She didn't know how Ikaia could talk without fear to so many faces at once.
She bobbed her head more shyly, offering Aslisk her own nod of affirmation over the card games. She enjoyed playing simple card games with her father, so she hoped everyone had fun together in the same way.
"'m... Aine Ní Broin," she offered more softly to the unfamiliar faces. "an' 'm the Commodore of the Crows 'ere... But I... I am also from the Pitt." Ikaia, she knew, didn't care. Nor did Redvox or Aslisk, but not all the pirates were Ikaia and she felt her ears flick back as her golden hues darted back to the stacks of cards and the fire. No. Maybe she shouldn't focus on the fire.
"If... If anyone wants to make s'mores, we set out... All the ingredients. 'an there's extra inside the castle too. Don'... Don' hesitant to go inside if you... Start to get too cold either. The dining hall is warm."
I'll come back when you call me
She spotted Redvox well before he reached her, rocking on her paws with an increased fervor. Inviting the Halls had been the highlight of their trip around, if only because she felt familiar with them and incredibly fond of their Harbinger. "Salut, Mr. Vinny!" She was glad he brought a scarf. Hopefully he was not too cold."'m glad you could come an'--" before she could voice the buzzing thoughts she was suddenly keeping up with not one, but two, no three more faces. Aslisk, at least, familiar to her. Her paws began kneading into the ground a little more nervously, mouth opening before another voice rose up from the opposite direction. Her pirate in shining armor. She didn't know how Ikaia could talk without fear to so many faces at once.
She bobbed her head more shyly, offering Aslisk her own nod of affirmation over the card games. She enjoyed playing simple card games with her father, so she hoped everyone had fun together in the same way.
"'m... Aine Ní Broin," she offered more softly to the unfamiliar faces. "an' 'm the Commodore of the Crows 'ere... But I... I am also from the Pitt." Ikaia, she knew, didn't care. Nor did Redvox or Aslisk, but not all the pirates were Ikaia and she felt her ears flick back as her golden hues darted back to the stacks of cards and the fire. No. Maybe she shouldn't focus on the fire.
"If... If anyone wants to make s'mores, we set out... All the ingredients. 'an there's extra inside the castle too. Don'... Don' hesitant to go inside if you... Start to get too cold either. The dining hall is warm."
— aine | the pitt | commodore of the crows | fae druid —
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AINE CHARLOTTE NÍ BROIN - THE PITT - 10 MOONS - RED DEER-FOX
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