She had been allowed to participate in the last raid and so Tomie decided she would just assume the same would be true this time. Same stoic expression as she usually had plastered on her face the young woman approached the fire, gaze roving over the wolves that were already there. She skipped over the scarred woman for her own sanity but was admittedly approving of the young boy's appearance. Tomie didn't know him much at all, but he had only helped to spur on her poor thoughts of the black man, who was also obviously there. Tomie lingered at the edge of the firelight, making sure she made eye contact with the black man, so that he knew she was there and was putting herself forward but he couldn't make her engage beyond that. It was petty sure, but she thought he was petty too so she was only returning what she'd been given.
"Speech"
Art by Cloudy!
Updated 04/30/23: Still on indefinite scarcity, please do not remind me of threads I am behind on right now.
