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RE: tis the damn season - Nightingale - Feb 16, 2022
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Nightingale truly felt like she was getting the full service right now. An escorted tour, a meal offered (which she would nod happily to with a grin) as she arrived.
The siblings certainly knew how to make a girl feel special.
"Oh! Well, um, I stayed in a magnolia glen across the mountain for a while. Only it seemed like...nobody was around. So I headed for the mountains to find the willows!" Her tail swished as she lingered near Scully's side, although her attention was split happily between the both of them. "Where I actually had a bit of a scare..." Her grin was sheepish but promised an interesting story if either of them asked.
RE: tis the damn season - Scully - Mar 05, 2022
It didn't surprise him that she hadn't had much luck running into other wolves in the East. It had been the same for them, disappointingly so. He was sure that Punkin's social life would quickly pick up now that she was in the right neck of the woods. It was interesting to here that she braved the mountain range herself, and his ears subsequently perked with curiosity rather than surprise when she voiced that something had indeed happened.
He was certainly ready to hear this story of hers, and his eyes remained happily trained on her similar features to communicate as such. This was going to be a wonderful day, treating a friend to fruits of their labors in the home they were so proud of.
RE: tis the damn season - Avella - Mar 08, 2022
Avella was glad in a way to hear that Nightingale hadn't really found anyone in the places that she'd been. It left the masked woman feeling that it might not have been just her and Scully. Instead it could have just been that there wasn't anyone to find. The girl went on to explain how she'd come over the mountain. Avella glanced her brothers direction thinking he must've had quite the impact on the young thing.
Her attention on Nightingale once more when she spoke of having a bit of a scare. Well, well, well that was quite interesting to say the least. "I'd love to hear your story," stated Avella. The interest she held was clear in her tone. "Please tell us all of the details," she added bumping the girl gentle but amicably on the shoulder.