black sand, black heart

*Celeste*

His expressions did not go unnoticed but they didn't bother her in the least. It was true that she was in quite the unruly state for the moment. Yet, his blazingly disinterested look made her want to scoff at him. Why would he wander a beach if he was not prepared to help someone in need? Pouting slightly to herself, Celeste looked inland where the terrain began to change. What an interesting place, much different than her original home.

The gruff response given to her gave her no information whatsoever. Northern Boreas? Where in the world was that? Wrinkling her nose at him, she frowned. Did he need to have such a large stick up his butt? "Thanks for the information, I suppose," Celeste offers as she glances back over to mister moody pants. As she gives him her own once over, she does notice that is wonderfully handsome, but he's done nothing to want her to give him any sort of compliments.

"If we got off on the wrong paw, I apologize. I'm Celeste Akizora, but I haven't gone by my traditional name in a long time," she offers with a shrug of her shoulders. Explaining why she went by a common name was a story for a different time.

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