ARSONIST'S LULLABY / open, joining

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KIIRA
TANGLEWOOD
ROOKIE

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Another newcomer.  The young vixen materialized beside her tribemates, quite unintentionally.  Consequently, she nearly jumped out of her fur, cheeks aflame.  If anyone understood 'not quite under control', it was Kiira.  The rookie ducked her head, sheepish, ignoring the way her paws and ear faded from corporal to non-corporal as she joined the group.  Best not to think about it.

Like her, Beleth needed to be introduced to the 'danger' at hand.  Morgan had greeted her with the same ominous warnings, alluding to the unfortunate ghost problem that Tanglewood seemed unable to stop at this point.  The ghosts did not bother her that much, though they'd given her a scare a few times, but then everything did.  Fact was, some days she felt more ghost than real.  Like she was an echo.  Like she wasn't supposed to be here, just like the ghosts weren't.  A heavy thought that lingered on her mind more often as the days went on, still trying to piece together answers to a million other questions about her life.

"W-welcome..." The scrawny arctic fox murmured, her unmatched hues focusing on the ground as they walked to town.  "I-I'm Kiira."

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