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[Fynnegan]

♦ Fynnegan ♦

I see her from a distance. She was equal parts of intrigue and fear, well to me. She not like the othersI am usually drawn to. She is more, emotion maybe. I watch for a while, trying to get a gage on if she would fit with my others. I almost decide to turn and leave, but there as a moment where she seemed so calm, so at ease, and I knew it could work, so i approach.

Winter is usually a calmer time in the common lands. the meadow is so open that the wind usually picks up and makes the place unwelcoming. Tonight is no different, but I am here anyway so I might as well take advantage of the potential company. I walk to hill base where the red lass is. my short stature looked up to the older lady before dipping my head in greeting. "Hello, I am Fynn. What make you brave the windy meadows at night no less?" I smile up at her, my smokey coat puffed up hiding my small lean muscled frame. While the meadow isn't usually the place for recruiting- sometimes you just happen to be in the right place at the right time. And if not, I'm always open to a friend. there are never enough of those around.

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