lackluster / bringing back vf gifts

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    Spring flowers overflow the wooden basket along with handwoven fabric. The duty of being Volary Flights ambassador fulfilled, Francium returns across the Angel Bridge, making forth across the familiar marshland over to the cathedral that BoneClan calls home. It had been a long journey - the clan of birds live on the other continent and the only way is through the long land bridge that connects between the continent and Trade Center. Francium would have to reconsider his journey to his best fit and health - maybe he reckons he would have to stay a night in Trade Center and resume back the second half instead of one go. There's plenty of items he could trade in the neutral territory after all.


    The kitsune sets down the gift basket, weariness in his muscles and joints as he sits down in the main room. He's not the one to be happy to show that's he tired - it's a weakness showing. But he isn't in the mood to put on a perfect look for his clanmates. It's only one time, after all. He would be a bit more wiser next time. "I brought back gifts from Volary Flights," he would call out for his clanmates to come gather around. Flower necklaces and fabrics aren't that much compared to what the Boneguard had brought them, but one supposes you couldn't argue about the quality of gifts. Besides, Evadne would probably look decent in a flower necklace or crown (he doesn't think Alucard or other members would be that interested). As for the fabrics, he suppose he could turn them into cloths or something along the line. He's not a master designer, but he supposes it's something to do if he's not busy doing his Boneguard duties.


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    ✦ ✧ ✦ When he hears Francium's voice, his ears twitch. The Volary Flights? He hadn't been there or seen the Flights in such a long time, he'd almost forgotten they'd existed. The male trots over, his eyes studying the basket curiously. As Francium had expected, there was nothing much of interest for Alucard. He clicks his tongue, but he supposes beggars cannot be choosers. "You need a drink? The Flights is a distance, isn't it?" He says, even though he's not really sure. "Thanks for bringing them back, though."

    Ah, it is that joiner, Alucard. An audible hrrumph as the kitsune would nod his head in answer to the Drachen's question. "Yes, it's on the other continent," he briefly explains. Indeed, there really isn't much to this gifts, but they couldn't complain really. It's not like an actual visit from the ambassadors themselves, so they should expect something better from Volary Flights sometimes soon. "Take a flower crown." He lifts a paw, gesturing to the basket. There's enough for one per member in BoneClan.


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    She had only been to the Flights a handful of times, although already they were proving themselves a very wonderful ally. Lightly stained paws traversing across the open room, Evadne would come to a halt across from Francium. It appeared there was a little blossoming tension between Francium and Alucard, not that it really seemed that cemented. Truthfully, she noticed that the kitsune carried quite the gruff exterior when it came to most members. Perhaps she should consider herself lucky for not landing on the receiving end of that, at least not yet. "This was really kind of them, I assume they are doing rather well?" She'd inquire almost absentmindedly as her eyes etched over the basket contents. Her likes and dislikes seemed to change on a daily basis, sometimes she wondered if she was still a bit lost in her own skin. Still, there was a white crown that seemed to attract her attention more than others. Perhaps she should snag that one? Or, maybe a red one?


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    ✦ ✧ ✦ Take a flower crown? The wolf's eyes narrow. God, as much as Alucard didn't want a flower crown, he didn't want to reject Francium to his face. Begrudgingly, Alucard picks out a red flower crown and places it upon his head. "Happy?" He says to Francium with a slight smirk upon his maw. "Where's yours?"

    "Yes, they seems to be faring just fine," he would respond to Evadne's question with a small nod. Volary Flights seems to be much more peaceful for the most part, but if he had to be honest, based on his observations, they seems rather antisocial when it comes to interacting with those newer members. He could see it in just that visit alone, although, he does not comment on it simply because it is not his business. "This pastel blue one may be fitting for you." The kitsune points to the light coloured flowers that sit in the basket. It matches Evadne's eye colours and he figures having white on white is just too much.


    He glances over to Alucard, who seems to be grumbling about flower crowns. It's not surprising, Francium himself had been reluctant to take these gifts of flower crowns as well, all considering, no one would really wear flower crowns in BoneClan, but like the Drachen thinks, he couldn't decline. A blink and a glance over the small variety of options he could choose from. Too bad there isn't a black one to match his tipped tails. He could choose dark blue, but Evadne already have the light blue one, assuming she would pick that one. The Righthand decides on the orange-yellow flower crown. Not his taste, but he supposes it will have to make do.


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    It seemed the kitsune was reading her mind, her rounded ears perking upward at his comment. She supposed she was never perfect at concealing her thoughts, unfortunately she was as easy to read as an open book. Thankfully, nobody had discovered her .. dark secret. The thoughts made her salivate a bit, her stomach longing for the taste of similar flesh. Later, she would have to handle those urges. Later. She'd shove all those thoughts aside, instead focusing on the light blue crown that Francium had gestured to. The coloring did indeed match her soft gaze, who would have thought the kitsune to be so interested in color coordination? "I think you're right, this will be the one." Eva was still a little bit worried about the Flights, primarily because she knew they were more pro-leaning and lately, Boneclan had been considering more anti-leaning groups for allies. Hopefully they wouldn't mind much, although Atlas had seemed somewhat concern at the time of her last talk with him.


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