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A fragile equilibrium conceived from deliberate avoidance had formed. Holding her tongue had never been one of her strong points but following her unforeseen experience involving two of her comrades and a random female stranger, Lilin permitted herself to act slightly out of character. It had been a little over a week and still, she couldn't seem to pry the images nor their established context from her brain. The aftermath of that night had been delicate for all involved and she'd done her best not to bring it up when in reality, she wanted nothing more but to smack some sense into them. Her days had been spent by Axle and Grit's side, carefully slinking in and out of the distillery whenever the opportunity presented itself.

She'd seen the new girl in passing. Her smell had intermingled with the building's current occupants, distinctly setting claim to the room across from hers. Lilin really didn't mind the new hybrid's presence but as it stood, she really didn't know much about her either. Her flirtatious demeanor provided a rather mediocre outlook on her personality. With the wide array of females constantly waltzing in and out of Hilsburn, she really had no reason to be shocked. If anything, Ariadne's arrival was as normal as it could be.


That day, when Barrett stormed in with his announcement, Lilin was the last to appear at the group gathering. She'd listened quietly, mirroring the smiles lighting up the faces of her comrades. A festival was a pleasant alternative to their daily routine. Barry seemed pretty confident that each of them would find something interesting. She was willing to give it a try, quite enchanted at the idea of decorating her living quarters with her very own feminine touch. The two-toned juvenile was intent on giving the festivities a try for a day at the very least.

As they neared the colossal tent, her chattering ceased along with little Eli's. "Wow," she breathed, getting up on the tip of her toes to peer over her landlord's shoulder. When he explained that the feast would be within, she promptly nodded and produced a slight wag of her tail before heading inside with the rest of her group.





Image courtesy of jeremy vandel; table by the Mentors!

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