vanilla twilight xx goldie

Family wasn't something Sam really had either. Her parents died when she was little, before the fall, making her and her brother orphans. Tyler wasn't.. really that much of a help- in her mind, at least. He did all the food finding and yknow, actually set up the trip to Georgia but, Sam really didn't like him all that much. She was stopped in her tracks when her lowered gaze struck golden paw, her own vivid greens looking up at her. This was the leader of the Typhoon- she knew that much. She had helped them with reviving and healing crow because, yeah, they really didn't have a healer.

Sam stepped back, ears flattening again. Her paws shuffled gently, brushing at the sand. "Needed time t' think. Away from the rest of the Tanglers." She said, tail gently swaying behind her. Sam's fur was just about on end. Something about this encounter made her want to run, but she wasn't sure why. She sighed, finally dragging her eyes up to meet the heterochromatic pair that Goldie wore. She shrugged to her next question. When she had showed up, it was just Leroy, Goldie, and Sam- and hell, if Sam didn't feel out of place, then it wasn't a party, right?

"It was a good party, yeah." Sam glanced back towards the waves again, biting her cheek. Really Sam, all you had to say was 'it was a good party'? She sighed to herself, gently berating her mind for not coming up with better conversation pieces before looking back towards Goldie. "Hopefully us Swampers were good company, at least."

"SPEECH"

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