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There was the serene cracking of twig beneath foot as Amberonn stepped out beyond the gate, eyes somber, expression placid. She sighed, running a hand over her newly-washed frock. Her eyes searched the grounds curiously. She had heard the lingering voice of another.... perhaps it was just her? No.... She thought as she noticed the footprints that were stationed in the soft loam several feet away from. Evidently it hadn't been just her imagination. She bent over limberly and inspected the small prints; they looked to be those of a small squirrel, and from the well-groomed pads, a female. Her expression quickly brightened, and she flailed herself around gracefully in a circle, examining the gate.
There was someone there! She was small and slender, with a lovely dark auburn pelt and dark, mysterious eyes. A smile spread across Amberonn's lips, and she approached her without caution. "Hello." she spoke, cocking her head slightly to the left, eyes glancing over the stranger's form. "Welcome...." she spoke, voice abrupt and tender, "to Azula. I am hoping this was your destination. Am i correct...?" she inquired, brushing a wrinkle out of her delicate frock.
[I'm so sorry it took so long, Yuki. My original gatekeeper has apparently abandoned us, and Shadow is evidently too busy to post. Hope this'll do!]
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