06-28-2018, 04:13 PM
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[b]☾ IOTA [abbr="speech; self-reference; thoughts"]x[/abbr] info [abbr="attacks"]x[/abbr] FIREBRAND ☾
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The concept of a mask vigil was entirely new to young Iota, but the ideas of masks had not, as she'd known the stoic Morgan with his ice-formed mask for quite the long time now. What sorts of risks and rewards would this vigil entail, and how would it affect their future endeavors? In any case, the idea of having a mask that best suited her made her quake in excitement; she could finally express herself through more garnishes.
Approaching the apparition and his cohorts, the firebrand listened closely to his instructions, carefully noting each detail in her mind. Retrieve a couple of cloths, bring them to Beck, get the mask. Got it. But, another detail made her hesitate slightly to ready herself: Fenris and Morgan were there, too, but not for retrieving cloths, but for making the hunters' task more difficult. She scoffed, grinning and looking down at her paws. I'm sure Fenris will go easy on me... right? It may be a problem if he didn't, though.
The pink feline slid past Beck, crossing the gate as paws met the moist marshy soil under her. It's time to prove herself as a Tangler.
Approaching the apparition and his cohorts, the firebrand listened closely to his instructions, carefully noting each detail in her mind. Retrieve a couple of cloths, bring them to Beck, get the mask. Got it. But, another detail made her hesitate slightly to ready herself: Fenris and Morgan were there, too, but not for retrieving cloths, but for making the hunters' task more difficult. She scoffed, grinning and looking down at her paws. I'm sure Fenris will go easy on me... right? It may be a problem if he didn't, though.
The pink feline slid past Beck, crossing the gate as paws met the moist marshy soil under her. It's time to prove herself as a Tangler.
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