Black Beard's Rum
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With her ascent into adulthood — as denoted by the recent ceremony in which she'd killed a snake, labeling her cunning and sly — she had begun to consider what profession she might actually find enjoyable. Most of them were uninteresting, or she saw no real worth in them. Should she ever decide to leave this secretive underground pack, a few of them would be useless. Starting and tending to fires was one of these things. Nowhere else that she knew of would require such a skill. Making jewelry, though appropriate for a lady, simply did not suit her. She'd considered furniture making, even medicine. The only point of interest in the latter was where they delved into poisons. In the end, she wanted some sort of security in what she did. Wandering one of the more secluded hallways in her (as of yet, unfamiliar) two-legged form, Agony sought nothing in particular.


The faint smell of something sweet however, brought her attention away from musing about professions. Spending time to form friendships and bond with Anathema members mattered little to her, but if someone was doing something interesting, she saw it as no consequence to her precious time should she decide to investigate further. If it was uninteresting she could simply walk away. The thirst for knowledge and information brought her toward the scene, ultimately finding her deep orange gaze settling on a woman. Was she cooking something? How quaint. Wordlessly, the Acidic girl approached, only reaching up to adjust the gift from her father. The gris-gris was simply a token of her age, nothing sentimental.


Alcohol was something she knew so little about, that the word didn't even exist in her extensive word bank. All she knew was that whatever this strange woman had brewed together was the source of the sweet smell from earlier. Lifting her gaze from the pot, she studied this woman's facial features. Aside from her vibrant pink eyes and odd fur pattern, Agony found nothing particularly striking. If she'd appreciated pretty things, she might have considered this woman pretty.


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