come and play with the misfits
[ menagerie meet and greet ]
07-13-2022, 04:26 PM
Sybil heeded the call from Wren, intent on making a good impression on her guildmates to be. She emerged from the foliage, eyeing her company from under long white lashes, expression unreadable. A deliberate choice, as she realised more and more that she was the odd one out. Though she was only a couple more months away from adulthood, she was still a child, and the wolves around her were certainly not children. This wasn’t her first time in a crowd of older individuals, but one of the few times she was left without the support of family or friends. She held Wren in high regard, but they still didn’t know very much about each other. Most of their conversations had been blunt, to the point, nearly transactional in tone. A part of that was on herself, certainly. She’d linger away from others, feeling her age more than ever. ⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅ |
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