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Sweetest tongue has sharpest tooth - Circinae - 09-14-2016 Circinae The Wolf of Water ooc: Any and all are welcome to recruit RE: Sweetest tongue has sharpest tooth - Camelia - 09-15-2016 I will run the streets and hostile lands, I will touch the rain with all I have I will breathe the air, to scream it loud. My feet will never touch the ground. Camelia has been blessed. She knows without a doubt that her life has been one of the nicer ones in Beqanna, and it certainly could have gone terribly wrong. She’s been gifted with loving parents (Finnley with his wisdom and wanderlust, Kaelie with her thought and teaching). She’s been loved by a soulmate (Mast, her childhood friend she used to play tag with whom she still considers her heart tied to). She’s been blessed by two children (Finner with his acute similarities to his grandfather, Topsail with her beautiful chaos). She has loved and been loved. Her feet carry her into the Field with ease. It’s a rugged winter day, but Camelia finds it beautiful nonetheless. There is fresh snow dusting the ground, and it’s light and fluffy against her heels. Although the sky is a monotone gray, the deep green of the pine trees and the stark brown of the leafless trunks balance out the color. Camelia scans the clearing, her eyes looking for wanderers who are not already in conversation with some recruiter. With the appearance of more and more lands, there are also more opponents vying for attention. The sight of a brightly-colored mare walking across the Field catches Camelia’s attention. She’s a splash of color and life against an otherwise white and gray world. It reminds the dunskin of spring and it brings a soft smile to her graying lips. So the Tephra mare makes her way toward her, excitement thrumming quietly in her veins. She comes to a respectable halt, her eyes reaching to seek out the emotion in the other mare’s face. “Hi, I’m Camelia.” Names are always a good place to start. “You look like a beautiful dash of spring.” She smiles widely, and it’s like the sun coming out. She doesn’t mean to sound rude, if it comes out as such, but Camelia finds herself falling in love with the mare’s bright colors. “How’d you get such pretty colors?” Camelia
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