Hunter By Trade, Mother By Accident

Zoey was really enjoying the band life; she was able to explore each land they settled upon, observing their various aspects - everything from their unique flora and fauna to the occasional relic she came across. She loved the band members, too; an adventure was arguably more fun when you had your best friends with you! She cheerfully ventured wherever Miss Cel, Miss Cy, and Mister Kuroki went, obeyed their every word and listened to whatever they said. She thrived in this lifestyle, and her recovery from a turbulent past showed as her personality blossomed again.

Being in the Armada land was just as exciting; the girl was social as could be, and wanted to make some friends along their journey. What better way to do that then to work together on a hunt? The chesnut girl bounded over at her leader’s call, pelt a tousled mess, burrs sticking from her coat haphazardly, but the widest grin upon her lips.

She recognizes Cel, of course, and Arne and little Unagi. The other woman present is..familiar. Very familiar. She just can’t quite remember her name!

"Good morning!" She said, adjusting her goggles. She knows everyone else, but turns her attention to Hazel. "I feel like we’ve met before, a long time ago..I’m Zoey, by the way!"

"Speech!"

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