White; Any regrets, Or anything they wish they could change?

‘There… are a lot of things I regret, really… and yet, I didn’t know any better at the time, and wouldn’t be who I am now without those experiences. I guess, by that, I mean that wishing I could change them… is too far-fetched for me to contemplate.

‘I suppose one big one is when I freaked out on Amari and ran off to Orr. That poor, sweet lass deserved a lot better from me. But she seems to have moved on, and interrupting her even to apologise seems… like it wouldn’t help her at all, and might make things worse, by reminding her.

‘And then…’ she pauses, eyeing Luna. ‘Well, you don’t remember… but at least some of the reason you don’t… would be another.’ She sighs. ‘And that’s pretty well beyond redemption, as well.’

Teal – what does their laugh sound like?

(( https://youtu.be/dUgpzD3pm7Q?t=1m is one good sample snippet for she sounds in my head (about 4 seconds worth from that 1-minute mark). ))

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Blue – what brings them comfort?
Pink – what makes them blush?
Red – Their opinion on love
Green – what is their favorite weather?
Yellow – what makes them happy?
Teal – what does their laugh sound like?
Purple – what is their favorite animal?
Magenta – What type of music do they listen to?
Chartreuse – Do they have any bad habits?
Black – Their fears/phobias?
White – make up your own question!

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Villainous Attributes ; Adriwyn Jardin

What Applies
What Can Occasionally Apply

(( Late to the party, as usual, so not tagging anyone specifically. Originally tagged by @rising-ember . ))

Aleyanna and Nikki, both in aviator attire, would arrive at Adri’s door, and a knock could be heard. If and when the door was opened, the progeny would cheerfully exclaim, “Trick or treat!”

Answering the door again, Adri smiled brightly. ‘Excelsior! Did you have a good flight down here?’ She digs out her stash again to offer candied apples and/or snack-sized sweet-cakes.

On the official day of Mad King’s Day, Flintlock Burnfur would take her warband mate, Mia Corpseburn, trick or treating. The shy, very small charr in all her 16 years has never gone trick or treating. Mia is a recent member of the Priory, and is actively learning to read. But on this night, she’s all about her princess costume. If anyone knocks on the door, it’s Flintlock, who shouts out “Trick or Treat”! If Adriwyn answers the door, what would her reaction be?

After a quick blink of surprise at the voice, which she’s pretty sure she recognises, Adriwyn shadow-steps to the door to answer it. ‘Flinty! And… oh, my! Who’s this lovely princess?!? I’m afraid I only have candied apples and sweet-cakes to give out, though. Well, unless charr digestion can handle the treats I have for my cat and the ravens, that is….’ She offers the sweets from her little stash by the door, even so.

If it was Adriwyn who would answer the door of the house rather than Alexandria or Mirex, the end result was the same. Witch and Princess, coming about the refuge in search of candy, with their dotting mother hound walking a short ways behind them off in her own thoughts. Sarah and Eleanor kept their composure, even though they wanted to show off their costumes proudly to Adriwyn. Instead, they held up their bags and proudly proclaimed; “Trick or treat!”

Checking the door, Adriwyn was all smiles for the girls. ‘Oh! Hullo! Goodness, I didn’t know we had a princess here! And what sort of witch are you, sweetie?’ While talking she’d get out the treats she’d stashed away, just in case, giving each girl a candied apple and an individual-sized sweet-cake.

‘Are you lovelies going to show me your costumes, or are you in too much of a hurry to collect more goodies?’