-- s'all good broskies 8D
Myrika is by me!
Though Myri could easily imagine the sea, the tawny-furred woman could not imagine herself actually on the sea. She'd met a few canines who had been overseas, mostly in Freetown, and while the subject was always an interesting one to her, she still could not imagine actually setting sail and heading to an entirely new continent. Sounds nice, she said, not realizing the inherent danger to sailing in the fog. It feels like you could disappear in the trees and never find your way out today. At least... until it burned away.
She shrugged, and plastered a grin on her muzzle, conjuring it up through some magical force. How are you settling in here, anyway? She had a duty to ascertain the comfort of each new recruit to the clan, but beyond that, the redhead considered it simply the right thing to do. She hadn't seen a terrible lot of Mephisto as of late, but then again -- she'd been sequestered away some weeks now, and couldn't properly judge just who was around and who was not.
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