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★ ★ ★ The female was sitting in the tree house she called home. Selo was in his perch on the bed frame and she was playing with a yarn ball. May as well relax a bit, right?
"Hestia,"said the molly as she approached, ears pricked. Although she saw the regent around quite frequently, it was rare that they actually held a conversation. One on one talks occurred even less frequently. Had they ever spoken alone? Mercy didn't think so. It was a shame, really; she loathed being unfamiliar with clanmates, for it made her feel like she wasn't trying hard enough to get to know everyone. Now was as good a time as ever to work on that. "How is everything? It's been a while since we've spoken."
The polar made her way over, “Mercy, Hestia, it is good to see you both.” Arizona said with a friendly nod of the head. She was doing her best to get to know her clan mates more. Mostly because she wanted Hawkclan to be different than the other clans she lived in. Where she didn’t really try to get to know anyone. But she has a strong will to make this place different, so she didn’t disappear again. “Am I interrupting?”
★ ★ ★ Her name reached her ears and she looked over at the female. "Hmm..? Oh. Fine, really. Just spending time with my fish and hawk. How have you been?" She asked before another would join them. "Hello Arizona. No, you are just fine." She offered calmly.