i'm not calling you a ghost // o

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While Margaery preferred the chill of the winter months, she did occasionally find herself enjoying the summer every now and again. Usually, a combination of the sun and heat made for a rather nauseous and burnt Margy, but on this day in particular, she had swallowed down her reservations towards abandoning her bunker room and decided to have some much needed fun. Whether or not her efforts would be fruitful, she could not say, but at least she was trying- especially in the wake of her currently tumultuous and rather tragic life.

Per usual, the bond brought her to Suiteheart and the others, her copper gaze glancing first at the sky, then at Starpool, before finally landing upon her clanmates. Water lapped lazily at her paws and for a moment, she contemplated retreating and leaving them to have fun. You destroy lives. Don't destroy theirs. Her mind taunted her ceaselessly and yet, she managed to ignore it, forcing herself to actually sate the longing for social contact that had burdened her for so long and take a step forward. [color=#b14767]"Splashing each other?" She observed idly, a smile (albeit, a fake one) coming to life upon her chocolate lips, [color=#b14767]"Count me in." And with that, she attempted to splash all three of them to the best of her ability.