there are no snow tracks to guide me

Bronze · 03-28-2023, 07:15 AM

Adjusting to life within the Armada was a slow but steady process. He was integrating better than he'd feared he would, but still he was a solitary man at best, and he knew to really thrive here he'd have to slowly stretch outside his comfort zone. It was a slow process but one he was committed to. Despite this, he felt a surge of unease when he heard the Warlord call to him, wondering what the occasion could possibly be. There was no sense of real urgency in his voice though, so Bronze wasn't overly worried.

Normally quite inexpressive, the sight of his twin seemed to spark something within him. It'd been a long while since he'd seen his smaller counterpart and he was clearly pleased with the reunion. An uncharacteristically wide smile touched his lips as he moved quicker to close the distance between himself and Sirius and Pyrite. He had no clue why she was here but it didn't matter; though already he found himself hoping she too had found her path turning in the same direction as his. "Sirius," Bronze greeted him first before turning his attention to Pyrite, that smile returning as he moved to touch his nose to her shoulder. "Pyrite. I've missed you, sister."

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