08-19-2008, 01:06 PM
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Table by Tammi!
Weeee. Yeah.
"The day is quite beautiful." Cercelee nodded in agreement, although she didn’t know how much enthusiasm the male actually had for the weather, it seemed more like just an ice breaker, and excuse to speak to a stranger. That was just as well. "I’m Cercelee, from Dahlia de Mai." It still felt strange, claiming her home to be a pack she hadn’t seen in weeks. Still, she would return, and as far as she knew, none of the other members had ousted her. If they did, well she wouldn’t mind taking a lower rank, but did any of the Dahlia members have ambitions for her rank, or were they quite content to have Haku hold down the fort until she returned? Ah well. And as for the stranger, he smelt of no pack in particular, but just to be sure Cercelee asked. "And you sir, are you a loner?" Sometimes if they were new enough, they didn’t smell of the pack they hailed from.
She's got colors to spare and i don't care what they choose
Ears perked up at the sound of the voice, and Cercelee rolled her body over slightly to look up at the male who had spoken. She knew it was foolish of her to be caught here, laying on the ground in her condition, but that hardly mattered anymore. The damage had been done to her, and now she wasn’t afraid of confrontation, of physical injuries. She had been seconds away from death and the rosea of Dahlia de Mai was still here, there wasn’t a point in being afraid of others anymore. Besides, those who meant harm rarely made small talk about the weather. Smiling easily at the male she rolled to her feet and brought herself into a upright position, sitting back on her haunches. "The day is quite beautiful." Cercelee nodded in agreement, although she didn’t know how much enthusiasm the male actually had for the weather, it seemed more like just an ice breaker, and excuse to speak to a stranger. That was just as well. "I’m Cercelee, from Dahlia de Mai." It still felt strange, claiming her home to be a pack she hadn’t seen in weeks. Still, she would return, and as far as she knew, none of the other members had ousted her. If they did, well she wouldn’t mind taking a lower rank, but did any of the Dahlia members have ambitions for her rank, or were they quite content to have Haku hold down the fort until she returned? Ah well. And as for the stranger, he smelt of no pack in particular, but just to be sure Cercelee asked. "And you sir, are you a loner?" Sometimes if they were new enough, they didn’t smell of the pack they hailed from.
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