A MOTHER'S EMBRACE // meeting 4/29

★  WHEN MY HEART IS MADE FROM GOLD AND FORGIVENESS SEEMS TOO BOLD

Hazel had been to these before. They’d held them in her old clan, but she had never been part of the announcements, and they had never applied to her directly. So to walk in and hear her name mentioned among the other newcomers gave Hazel a special sort of shy bounce to her gait and glow to her aura, the tips of her ears flushing hot. She wanted to say thank you, but thought better of it, knowing she wasn’t that important of an asset to the clan.

Hazel settled down on her own after a few seconds of looking for someone familiar. Well - backtrack. She saw plenty of familiar faces, but none of which she actually noticed were alone. She could sit near Margy and Suite, but they were next to Bastille, and he was still putting off odd vibes. He was radiating a quiet fury, and Hazel wasn’t sure she could hold herself together next to that.

So she tucked her paws underneath her chest and curled her tail, teeth rubbing gently on her bottom lip by habit. As she listened, she felt a prickle of curiosity at Luna’s name. Mm...maybe she’d ask about that later, when miithers wasn’t about to deadass fall asleep and drop her phone on her face. As for the surprise...interesting. Hazel wasn’t super invested in surprises, but this one seemed just a little ominous.

★ — hazel — "speech" — six months — the ascendants — tags — ★
c) miithers