FREEDOM // sunclan visit + gifts

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    BROWNWYN DUPONT

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    Bronwyn had been appointed ambassador of The Skulls by her leader- she had been excited at first, but, after the long journey, she was just tired and not looking forward to the journey back home. The femme approached the border, lugging along a wicker basket full of small treats and trinkets, hoping to appease the members of The Skulls as much as she could.
    "Hi! I'm Bronwyn Dupont, from Sunclan! I'm the new ambassador to The Skulls, so I just wanted to check and see if you guys were doing okay! I, uh, I also brought some gifts as well!" She tried to sound as cheery as possible, but the tiredness slipped through; you could see it in her eyes and her posture.
    The Liege sat down, rolling her shoulders back as she waited for a member to approach.



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    Drifting forward- it seemed he was usually at these things- Marrowescape would flash a grin to the other, idly glancing at the basket. A bit impatient to find out whether or not flowers were included in said gift basket, after all.
    "Heyheyhey, welcome to the Skulls, Bronwyn! How's Phantom, everything going alright over there? Any trouble with the Exiles?"
    The german shepherd would sit down, torn between his desire to sneak forward and grab the basket and to check up on the latest gossip. Uggghhhh.
    "We're doing good, actually! We've got a few things planned, I've got a few possible temporary truces- or at least, ceasefires- on the way, hopefully. We might've pissed off the Exiles though. Eh."
    The Exiles didn't really scare him. They were always spoken of in hushed tones by annoyed allies- if anything, Mar saw them as the new objective to be disobediant, defiant, and rebellious towards. Besides Hyde, still.
    "Thanks for the gifts, also. Oh- Marrowescape, co-captain."


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