Blackwater Islands over the waves peaceful at night

ok cool, haha. & thank you. c:

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Her call is answered by the physical appearance of a woman who holds her tail high over her back, her posture letting Aztec who she is immediately. Courtesies are not unknown to a daughter of Coatl and she lowers her posture, her ears lowering against her skull in submission. She watches the older woman assess her and kind of …deflates as she notices the disapproval on her expression. She has never before been looked at like that before and the naive amazon girl shrinks down, mindful of the tide. For a moment her words choke in her throat as she wonders what is wrong with her that she be given such a look. Her excitement has been sapped of her and it takes her a moment to find her voice, causing her to realize she is woefully unprepared for a life outside of Coatl’s Rise. “I was going to explore when I realized your Island is claimed,” She explains, taking a soft, slightly uneven breath. “and I noticed that your pack is dominately female which reminds me of my birth pack —” she doesn’t care, Aztec. Right. “— anyway, I was uhm, I thought I might like to speak to you about possibly joining.” She says in a sort of squeak, swallowing hard in her sudden burst of nerves.

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