[quote=@Tatterdemalion][b]Adila![/b]

“I am proud of all of you,” Adila I says, softly. It’s the first sign of honest, unguarded emotion she’s shown in her whole speech thus far. “And I know I will be proud of all of you for as long as you stand by the tenets and ideals of the Watch. As our founder... I hereby dissolve the Watch, taking its arsenal into my custody with the intent of dissolution or concealment within the Labyrinth. You are, one and all, freed of the Bronze.” She hesitates, a moment, and you see the twitch of her lips. “I would dismiss you, but I have given up that right. Do as you see fit. That is all.”

The parade ground erupts into quiet, frantic conversation. Already some of the younger recruits are swinging their packs onto their shoulders and heading out for the gates, but most are clinging around the Old Bastards.

Who approaches you, looking for support, Princess Adila Formerly Of The Watch?[/quote]

Her crest is no longer soft brown - it's vibrant orange, slashed through with tiger stripes. Her wing interiors are the same. She's like a butterfly - drab and unremarkable when folded, but colours of danger and wonder when she reveals herself. One of the many, many little pieces of paint and polish and beauty she'd hidden away in her house for a special occasion. 

Today's special occasion was that she felt pretty.

It was silly, but that kept her together through the hammer blow. Her heart had been through so much these last few weeks that she didn't know what else she might take refuge in. There was Emotion rippling around inside her, not anything that could be crudely expressed as joy or sorrow or any other single name, but everything, flowing into everything else - a heart full to bursting with every possible emotion. And now this. The end of duty, community, future. She felt like she might tear in half. She looks up at the sky with wide and watering eyes and feelings roll through her like a storm. She doesn't see anyone around her.

But she keeps standing. Despite everything that's gone wrong something went right today, and even if it didn't seem like nearly as much it meant that there was a part of her that was okay and wouldn't break even if everything else did. She cries, as she's done so much recently, but it doesn't feel quite like falling.