i wont join their ranks // open, game?

[guts]

Ramiel had participated in many games when she was younger, though they could barely be considered as them. They were usually just a bunch of kids roughhousing, practicing for when they'd become real warriors and defenders of their home. But she was always rougher than needed. There had been multiple times where she had drove other kids to tears, and she would make fun of them, saying they would have to be tougher than that if they wanted to be true warriors. After a while, she was never included whenever they played.

Now, though, apparently that sort of toughness was welcome. Fighting when they're found out? Sounded like something that was right up her alley. The feline pads up with a devilish smirk, nodding. "I'll participate," she says, not giving them the room to refuse.

"SPEECH"

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