01-31-2021, 07:54 PM
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It's another Séamus -- mask and everything. The faerie resists a heavy sigh at the thought. His trickster cousin had been absent from his life for some time now; a respite to his mischief that Gael did not despise.
"May I have your name?" The Ardent inquires simply, head inclined to one side. "If you truly wish to join, you may -- though I would like to know what I and the others are to call you."
♛ GAEL Ó BROIN
The vulpine is a thoughtful one -- mind organized and set in meticulous ways. His hazel eyes narrow at the high-spirited voice calling on the wind. Brows crease as the Ardent approached, the invitation on his tongue interrupted by giggling and freewheeling movement.It's another Séamus -- mask and everything. The faerie resists a heavy sigh at the thought. His trickster cousin had been absent from his life for some time now; a respite to his mischief that Gael did not despise.
"May I have your name?" The Ardent inquires simply, head inclined to one side. "If you truly wish to join, you may -- though I would like to know what I and the others are to call you."
"I AM A STONE" —-- gael ó broin / faerie / ardent / lamby