07-10-2018, 01:22 PM
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Walking out to the border had become less exhausting in the past day or so; she really should have thanked Titaniumstars for the nap. Instead, Hazel was giddy over the fact that she could shove Ti further out of her head than before, almost near a place where she could enjoy peace and quite somewhat totally. Of course, her luck probably wouldn’t last, and with every high there was a low creeping around the corner. Hazel would undoubtedly crash at some point, and she wasn’t looking forward to the day it came.
However, upon reaching the far southern border, the cocoa feline hardly blinked at the sight of the massive ivory tiger. She’d seen far stranger things crash into their borders. As she neared, Hazel noticed the weary state of the feline; the setting sun may have cast a golden glow on the tiger’s pelt, making it fiery and vibrant, but the stranger’s aura was weak with exhaustion. Hazel’s heart went out to the poor soul, knowing it must’ve been a harsh journey.
“Ave, stranger.” Hazel greeted, dipping her head. “I’m Hazel. Can I get your name and what you’re doing here?” She always despised how people gruffly demanded a newcomer’s name and business; though she understood the guarded hostility with threatening-looking strangers, everyone else deserved a fair chance.
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Walking out to the border had become less exhausting in the past day or so; she really should have thanked Titaniumstars for the nap. Instead, Hazel was giddy over the fact that she could shove Ti further out of her head than before, almost near a place where she could enjoy peace and quite somewhat totally. Of course, her luck probably wouldn’t last, and with every high there was a low creeping around the corner. Hazel would undoubtedly crash at some point, and she wasn’t looking forward to the day it came.
However, upon reaching the far southern border, the cocoa feline hardly blinked at the sight of the massive ivory tiger. She’d seen far stranger things crash into their borders. As she neared, Hazel noticed the weary state of the feline; the setting sun may have cast a golden glow on the tiger’s pelt, making it fiery and vibrant, but the stranger’s aura was weak with exhaustion. Hazel’s heart went out to the poor soul, knowing it must’ve been a harsh journey.
“Ave, stranger.” Hazel greeted, dipping her head. “I’m Hazel. Can I get your name and what you’re doing here?” She always despised how people gruffly demanded a newcomer’s name and business; though she understood the guarded hostility with threatening-looking strangers, everyone else deserved a fair chance.
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WITH EVERY HEARTBEAT I HAVE LEFT
i will defend your every breath; i'll do better