Chill Mist Approaches the Founders!
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Color Group Choice: Red
RP/Story:
Chill Mist had come to the Arbor with her adoptive mother and all her siblings. It had been quite the trip from Nymph's Pool. Her mother had been so excited about their final destination, and now here they were. Her mother and siblings seemed entirely enamored with this place, and with all the painting. Chill Mist, on the other paw, just thought it was messy. Who would want to get all covered in berry muck? Or cover other things? What a pain! That wasn't the life Chill Mist wanted, that was for sure. The small kit pondered her circumstances as she had toured around the Arbor. Most of the other rabbits seemed to spend much of their time fussing over berries, either trying to nurture them or smear them on other things. Others seemed busy fussing over kits. Also not for her. And then she'd stumbled upon the Reds. They seemed inherently different than the rest of the berry lovers around here. They seemed like they had real purpose. And their barrack faced out towards the Tanglewood. Interesting.
Chill Mist hovered around the edge of the joining ceremony, watching her mom and siblings approach the leaders from the groups they wanted to be a part of. It seemed like they were being met with success. That was good. They all clearly belonged her. But did she? She glanced at the Guard's leader again. Maybe this would be the right fit for her ... One way or another, Chill Mist was sure she was stuck here for now.
Maybe the Reds would teach her more about the world beyond this place. And how to defend her place in the world. Those seemed like valued things ... Fine. She would do it. She'd commit. She'd stay. At least for now. The tiny white kit stared up and the branches, contemplating how to approach the leader. Did the Reds even take kits? A seed of worry planted itself in her. What if they didn't accept her? She sure didn't want to end up in one of those berry obsessed groups. That just wasn't what she wanted out of life. It was the Reds or bust.
She hesitantly hopped towards the founder with the red dye. He looked imposing. Especially standing there next to all the other warren members. Chill Mist hesitated again. Could she really do this? She took a deep breath, and hopped further towards him. Reaching the founders, she sought his attention. She tapped his foot with a tiny white paw.
She cleared her throat, hoping to catch his eye. "Um, Caper? I'm Chill Mist. And I'd like to be a Red. Learn how to uh ... protect the Arbor!" She puffed up her chest, trying to make herself look as big as possible. "I'd be a good guard. I'll pay attention. And listen! I'm good at that." She nodded. "And I'm small ... So I can ... uh ... fit in places other rabbits can't?" She wondered if that mattered. Maybe. She took another break, and waited for his response.
wc: 504
