the reasons i smoke

Halo hadn't met the Armada's queen, at least, not one on one. She'd seen her from a distance during the birthday party, but Halo wasn't the best at social events anyway and she hadn't hung around for long. It occurred to her that this would be the firs time she'd actually speak to the woman, something that made her a bit nervous. Heck, Halo was usually pretty nervous, so it wasn't really a new thing. With the rest of her supplies packed into her basket, she gently picked some blue flowers from her garden to bring over as well. They should go nicely with the red ones she'd brought the previous day.

It was mid morning when she went calling on the queen, approaching the entrance to the den for the second time in as many days. "Zee, are you there and um, not busy?" With her entire walk over to plan her words, Halo just... hadn't. Oops. She could only hoped that Sirius had warned her that Halo was coming. "It's Halo, Sirius asked me to come around and do checkups on everyone in the pack." Right, okay, she'd explained herself too. The tenderhearted girl was nervous, but she felt better with a job to do. A job meant that she was here, she was contributing, and she had a purpose.

"Halo"