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[div style="max-width: 360px; font-family: palatino; color: #2e8b57; text-align: left; padding-top: 8px; padding-left: 10px"]HOW DO YOU RUN FROM Y[color=#5d8e93]OUR OWN MIND?
Her father didn't seem to mind fire. She always noticed the simple caution when the sight of it passed by. She respected that. After everything they lost to the flames... She wondered how he could be so calm. What went through his mind. But she... She struggled. The smoke and taste of ash. It set her nerves aflame. Teeth catching the inside of her cheek.
Her wings shifted close to her sides. Only drawn in by concern. Frightened a forest fire had broken out somehow. Between Kold and Ry... She really shouldn't be surprised by clanmates with the ability to breathe fire. Ears flat as she hung by the edges of the jungle, even as her father approached the flames.
And the wildcat with the book... She had that book. Recognized the title of it as she crept forward. The druid breathed out shakily. Distinctly ignoring Dante. Intently focusing on the ground in front of the flames and the other girl. Curious as to which poem or short story she was on. Stubbornness drawing her closer.
Never truly as close to the warmth of the fire as she could be. Catching Summer's curious glance with a shy smile, still holding back. "W-which... Which work are you on?"
[/td][/tr][/table]Her wings shifted close to her sides. Only drawn in by concern. Frightened a forest fire had broken out somehow. Between Kold and Ry... She really shouldn't be surprised by clanmates with the ability to breathe fire. Ears flat as she hung by the edges of the jungle, even as her father approached the flames.
And the wildcat with the book... She had that book. Recognized the title of it as she crept forward. The druid breathed out shakily. Distinctly ignoring Dante. Intently focusing on the ground in front of the flames and the other girl. Curious as to which poem or short story she was on. Stubbornness drawing her closer.
Never truly as close to the warmth of the fire as she could be. Catching Summer's curious glance with a shy smile, still holding back. "W-which... Which work are you on?"
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