TAKE YOUR AIM | daily task, iron forged member

[bubblegum]

DEAR FRIEND as you know,  your flowers are withering
your mother's gone insane, your leaves have drifted away.
    but the clouds are clearing up
        and i've come reveling, burning incandescently,
                                              like a bastard on the burning sea.

YOU'RE JUST LIKE YOUR FATHER,
BURIED DEEP UNDER THE WATER.

After everything, the female was only vaguely aware of the politics she'd use to run. She knew there was more out there - some better than others. Tanglewood was their friend, Coalition was an enemy, and the Iron Forged had stolen from them. However, her knowledge of them did not extend past this. Whatever she'd known before was lost to the sea, and the best she could do for now was take in everything she could. And so, when the female had been out for a short walk, she'd not been expecting the "attack" on their archipelago. She would suppose later this, in part, is what Roan had warned her about when he'd advised against going out of the temple alone. Maybe not this specifically, though. Her movement stops in its tracks as an egg falls down in front of her, splashing onto her fur. She blinks, staring at it in a silent shock for a moment. It was lucky that it didn't fall on her head - it would likely cause the already heavily concussed female to have a...not so great reaction.

Still, she wasn't exactly pleased about the mess that was now on her chest. "What the fuck?" is all she could muster up in response to it, taking a few steps back as she looks upwards. A dragon she doesn't recognize, flying above their island. "Oi, what are you doin'?" she'd call out loudly towards the stranger, wincing slightly from the action. She looks back down towards the ground in front of her, moving herself away from the landing zone and shaking herself off, though she'd need a proper wash in order to get the bits off of her.