Ocean's Breath Plateau but in new york city, it rains

she listens; a cynical facet of iseul could question the use of song and dance and stories. but for a moment she thinks of adylaide, thinks back to the moment where she and her danced as if they were nothing more than blossoms on a gentle spring breeze. 

ah, there it is, the warmth in her heart as reckless hackles are smoothed down. jadeite looks from their faces, a shake of the coat to relieve some of the tension in her body. they offered strength at least, and perhaps something that moontide could benefit from. company could come from either end, iseul knew this to be the double-edged sword. but she swallows the blade and her anxiety alongside it. she could see their displays of no ill-will, and it buys perhaps just a few more moments of grace with the tiger.

"names?" she comes to ask, her tone still and calm, irises flashing from one to the next.

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