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Running in the Halls

Briar



Briar

The Hallows
Lady of Cinder

Master Fighter (245)

Master Intellectual (240)

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age
6 Years
gender
Female
gems
475
size
Large
build
Light
posts
721
player
Shelby

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03-21-2021, 08:22 PM


Briar waited for Artorias to push open the door that closed off the main hall and as soon as he pushed the door open she could feel the warmth radiating from inside. The sudden heat surprised her and immediately became the most impressive part of the whole castle. She didn't care what else he was going to show her - this was the first time she had felt real warmth without having to be under a fur. Sure, they had the big bonfire in the Armada's meeting area that they could sit by, but even then it was outside so there was wind and chill to deal with and she would have to lay under a fur by the fire to really stay warm. In here the warmth was everywhere and filled up the room from fireplaces that dotted the castle so she could freely walk around and not have to put up with this never ending winter. She darted inside gratefully once he opened the way for her and she gave herself a quick shake while he closed the door behind them, shutting out the cold again.

Now that they were inside, she started looking around the interior of the grand hall, her gaze sweeping around the room to take in all the tables and chairs that dotted the room with one raised up from the others, which was where Artorias went first. She followed along behind him, listening as he explained how they had feasts and gatherings here. That seemed like a pretty obvious use for the space so she wasn't that surprised, but the bit of information about him getting a family name got her attention. Of course she figured he was probably right about them hosting her family - her father at least was really close to his mothers after all. She wouldn't mind coming to the castle again. If anything she wished she could just move here until the weather finally improved. It was warm, grand, and she'd get to annoy Blue Boy all the time, that seemed like good enough reasons to her.

She smirked a little when he climbed up into one of the chairs that he then declared was his. Trotting around the table to the side where he was sitting, she went to the chair beside him and climbed up into it, turning and sitting on her haunches as she looked out over the empty hall. She could see why he had pointed out their table specifically once she was sitting here. It gave her a great view of the rest of the room and there was something very regal about sitting up here. She could imagine addressing a whole pack of wolves from up here... very fitting for a Princess she thought. Briar chuckled and turned her turquoise gaze toward Artorias again with a curious glance. "You have a family name now, huh?" she asked with a little tilt of her head. "What is it?"

"Briar" | "Marigold"