...Am I To Believe You Were All At A Picnic? {ABAVEN}
08-13-2015, 04:27 AM
For this particular meeting, he wouldn't be one of the first to arrive as usual, though it was better than receiving a dreadful punishment of showing up late or not at all. At every gathering there were more and more new faces around him, regardless of the effort he put into acquainting the formerly new members. However, despite many being strangers though hopefully soon familiar individuals with a bit of conversing, he still acknowledged their presence with a generic dip of his head, trying to make a polite impression of himself. Awkwardly alone, he remained a tad disappointed that his friends hadn't yet arrived, convincing him that perhaps he needed more than two close companions. At least he wouldn't have to worry about receiving a scolding from the Azat over his lack of training, since he was well on his way to becoming a warrior, just as planned.
A familiar voice startled the seated yearling, who had dozed off in his thoughts in the hopes that it would speed up his wait for the meeting to commence. His chestnut head flew around whilst his electric gaze scanned the small crowd for the source of the vocals; and there he was - Bass. The youth's features lit with delight, eyes widening as he examined the pallid form over and over again. It truly was him! The former Azat, at one point his role-model and idol, had returned! Swallowed with glee, all the alabaster leader's words travelled through one ash-tipped ear and out the other, though it simply didn't matter to him. It would still make one interesting Abaven meeting. |
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