04-15-2018, 10:52 PM
(Edited 04-22-2018, 01:14 AM by Suiteheart.)
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It didn't take long. Suiteheart let loose an inward sigh. This felt homey... Back in her old Clan, it took no time at all when someone wanted to join. It seemed to be the same situation here. Under normal circumstances, she would've smiled. She would be proud to be somewhere that felt so much like home.
Home.
The word left a sour taste in her mouth, and her face contorted minutely. She hoped the stranger approaching had not seen her momentary lapse. The last thing she needed was someone to view her as week or odd. She didn't want to stand out. She wanted to fit right in. She wanted to assimilate. She wanted to be forgotten. Normal. Nothing special. She had been high profile for some time, and she wasn't ready for that. Not yet.
As he came closer into view, the straight line across Suiteheart's maw dipped into a tense frown. A pang of sadness ripped throughout her entire being. He would have been the about the same age as her youngest son. Her baby blues skirted the group before rising to greet him.
No weaknesses.
Taking a breath to steady herself, she tossed out the frown. She tried smiling, but it was more of a grimace. Whatever the hell it was trying to be, it was a long ways away from her normal lopsided grin. "The Ascendants," she breathed, committing it to memory. This was the first day of her new life. "Nice to meet you Bast. Is that short for something? Sounds like a nickname. Speak of, you can call me Suite, if you'd like."
She silently kicked herself. Suite was her old nickname. Surely it would be fine though, right? This was a new start, but that didn't mean she couldn't reuse things... right?
The alabaster feline stood up and limped after Bastillepaw. Despite how bad it hurt to move, she matched his pace. She was a seasoned warrior. This was easy. It had to be. [color=#73B1B7]"So what's this place like, Bast?"
It didn't take long. Suiteheart let loose an inward sigh. This felt homey... Back in her old Clan, it took no time at all when someone wanted to join. It seemed to be the same situation here. Under normal circumstances, she would've smiled. She would be proud to be somewhere that felt so much like home.
Home.
The word left a sour taste in her mouth, and her face contorted minutely. She hoped the stranger approaching had not seen her momentary lapse. The last thing she needed was someone to view her as week or odd. She didn't want to stand out. She wanted to fit right in. She wanted to assimilate. She wanted to be forgotten. Normal. Nothing special. She had been high profile for some time, and she wasn't ready for that. Not yet.
As he came closer into view, the straight line across Suiteheart's maw dipped into a tense frown. A pang of sadness ripped throughout her entire being. He would have been the about the same age as her youngest son. Her baby blues skirted the group before rising to greet him.
No weaknesses.
Taking a breath to steady herself, she tossed out the frown. She tried smiling, but it was more of a grimace. Whatever the hell it was trying to be, it was a long ways away from her normal lopsided grin. "The Ascendants," she breathed, committing it to memory. This was the first day of her new life. "Nice to meet you Bast. Is that short for something? Sounds like a nickname. Speak of, you can call me Suite, if you'd like."
She silently kicked herself. Suite was her old nickname. Surely it would be fine though, right? This was a new start, but that didn't mean she couldn't reuse things... right?
The alabaster feline stood up and limped after Bastillepaw. Despite how bad it hurt to move, she matched his pace. She was a seasoned warrior. This was easy. It had to be. [color=#73B1B7]"So what's this place like, Bast?"
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[glow=black,10,100]GOT MY DEGREE IN THE GUTTER,[/glow]
[glow=black,1,100]MY HEART BROKEN IN THE DORMS OF THE IVY LEAGUE