United Together We Stand

Juliet Moonsong · 06-16-2012, 04:50 AM

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Nervous girl looking for Lorenzo, your turn girl :3 come make her feel better Lorenzo.

Word Count → 447

The flowers in her home were at the height of their beauty, most were in bloom and filled the air within the protective stone walls of the fort. The smell was almost overwhelming but she was use to it, a fleeting smile appeared on her features though it vanished as fast as it came. This was her place, she was always in love with how they smelled, how they looked, even how they danced in the gentle breeze. But this was not where she needed to be, the girl watched as the sun began to disappear from the sky. Already missing his gentle embrace.

With a soft sigh the girl headed to where all the commotion was going, the knight pack was having a ball for her birth pack. She was happy that they were finally friends with each other but she could not help but feel out of place in such a setting, she had changed so much since her innocent days on Cercatori d’Arte. And the setting, parties were something she was not too comfortable with. She would be around strange people, canines she did not know.

The girl may have been out of place, but she remembered what Lorenzo had told her. She was to dress her nicest, and that she did. The only dress she owned was fancy enough that she had only worn it once, and tonight would make it twice. The color of it was a soft indigo, one that matched her eyes and it flowed down to her bare ankles. Though it was not made just for her it seemed to hug ever curve, something she found a bit uncomfortable. The straps were even more strange to her, as they were tied in two thin bows. Leaving her shoulders bare, even the neckline caused Juliet to blush as it was a swooping cut that almost showed some cleavage.

She did not do anything thing different with her hair though, still she had it pulled to the side in a bow, the only accessories she wore was the necklace her mother gave her and small violets decorating her auburn curls.

The chatter in the ball room caused her to avoid almost everyone, being more shy than she had ever been before. Almost scared to attract attention, instead she stayed against one of the far corners, not really doing anything but watching. Something outside of her nature, but so many canines in one from almost scared her. When the speech was over her eyes moved around the room to find her beloved, hoping he was here to calm her nerves. Anything to make her less jumpy, more comfortable in her skin.

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