chosen for the damned ♕ open, joiner

There are many names in history

but none of them are ours.

lilyspoise ♕ the typhoon ♕ budding flower ♕ [abbr=physically hard ♕ mental defense ➵ extreme ♕ mental offense ➵ none]tags[/abbr]

Oh, good, there were people here. Bonus: they weren’t immediately at her throat. Still, she didn’t lower her guard completely. She wasn’t in a battle stance or anything of that sort, but she was still trying to listen out for any others who approached, lest this be ambush. Although, then again, there was an actual dragon here, so she supposed they wouldn’t need much beyond that. But they seemed friendly for now, so friendly she would be. ”Lilyspoise.” It was simple but efficient. The other had only asked for her name, so it was what she would give. Well, technically she never graduated from apprenticehood with a clan, but she’d been through enough to earn this title; her new name. Lilyspoise. A lily’s poise. To have the grace of a lily. Simple, but it had been a name she’d chosen ages ago. It was somewhat funny how after all this time, she was still okay with that name.
(And if for a bitter moment she was to wonder if this separated her further from Suiteheart and Margaery, well, she’d be okay with that, too.)

Lil wasn’t much of a talker nowadays, but if these were to be her new clanmates — potentially even her new friends — then she knew it was only right to ask their names too. She was quiet and reserved, not a bitch.
”May I too ask for your names, strangers?” She asked, mimicking the other’s prior nickname in an attempts towards forming a friendship. ”Call me naive for seeking residence in a place that I don’t even know the name of, but where exactly are we?” Did that come off as suspicious? Lil wasn’t sure— but also didn’t exactly want to spill her life story to complete and utter strangers, so she remained silent for the time being.