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Ignita



Ignita

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2 Years
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Female
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LadyElin

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05-01-2024, 11:19 PM (This post was last modified: 05-01-2024, 11:25 PM by Ignita. Edited 1 time in total.)

Nope, she had no information on this Long Night, she made a note to look into that in the future. Crystal and mushrooms growing *out* of wolves? It sounds a little more than weird... The dead changed too and Zee had a strong connection to flames, fascinating!

She scribbled down notes as he talked about the history of the Armada but at some point, she got caught up in the story. The charcoal held aloft over the paper as her golden eyes watched Basilsik retell the events that built the pack of Armada itself. The way he ended the tale made her jaw go slack for just a moment. She blinked in the silence that followed and closed her mouth with a faint clap.

The Armada is a fortress for the people we love...

She was a slave in a pack founded by slaves, descended from slaves, it was starting to make more and more sense.

"That's a really sweet story. Poor Zee." She commented and scrawled that the Armada was a fortress for the people we love. She didn't laugh, she seemed thoughtful instead. It was why Bas was intent on carrying on, being the leader. The pack was literally founded on the principles of protecting and loving your family, values he held quite close to his heart... values Ignita had yet to truly experience.

She fumbled her charcoal.

Suddenly her chest felt like it ached for a flash, just a moment. The merest moment her body betrayed her mind before she could squirrel away the pain of never being wanted. It was fine, she was fine, what were they talking about?

She picked up the charcoal and fumbled it again.

Right... history of Armada... Cleaning out this den... Putting up a little sun catcher...

She picked it up and drew rough spirals on the paper, a drop of water suddenly appeared on it and she looked up to see if the cave was dripping on her but it was dry as a bone. She didn't realize a tear had broken through the numbed barriers and fell down her cheek to land on the paper.

"That's weird..." Her voice was strained and half choked but she didn't know why, "It's not dripping in here..." Another phantom tear appeared under a golden eye as she looked up at him confused and oblivious.

"Ignita"

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