𝘿𝙊 𝙔𝙊𝙐 𝙃𝙊𝙇𝘿 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙇𝙄𝙂𝙃𝙏, 𝙊𝙍 𝙄𝙎 𝙏𝙃𝙀𝙍𝙀 𝘿𝘼𝙍𝙆𝙉𝙀𝙎𝙎 𝙐𝙉𝘿𝙀𝙍𝙉𝙀𝘼𝙏𝙃?
Scarred eyes stirred with conflict as they pierced the borderline to the Volary Flights, their owner slowing her pace to a stop before doing the same. The feline's aura was especially different during this visit, as her usually bright and cheerful self had been replaced by someone of tired silence and restrained sadness. These past few days had taken its toll on her and though she was up and moving about, Darkskies still did not feel entirely like herself. There was a large piece of her that was missing, and one in which she did not know what to do without.
The Legate settled herself down at the scentkine and gently placed her gift basket on the ground next to her. While she hadn't been particularly motivated in the recent days, she had still somehow managed to pull together a good selection for her allies. This week's theme was Defence.
Inside the basket were several carefully crafted pieces of leather armor, including greaves, bracers, two chest pieces and one weapon holster. Situated on too were two automatic knives and one karambit. All of which were up to the high positions to grant her permission to distribute. With the weight of it all, her trip here had proven to be quite tiring. Her muscles sang gleefully at the opportunity to finally rest.
She stretched her maw in a sleepy yawn before allowing her gaze to survey her surroundings. The irridescent cat had heard that there was a change in leadership in the Volary Flights and was eager to congratulate Enjolras on his ascension to the top. Although, she was curious, and perhaps a little concerned, to find out what happened to Kira. She hoped he was doing okay. They had only just met during her last visitation here but he seemed like a pretty cool dude.