02-01-2021, 07:42 PM
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She had been in the coalition for about two weeks now. In the two weeks of her being in the coalition, Ellie had found herself in the care of Kuragori, and she had found a family. She had a father and a sister, and soon enough she would have more siblings on the way. Siblings she'd been trying to convince both Kura and Grem to let her name, since she was pretty sure she had the best names out of anyone. She had heard after their announcements, that sometimes when someone was pregnant, it was said they had "buns in the oven", and that had given her wonderful different names for children. Honey Butter, Chicken Soup, Maple Syrup. Her favorite by far though was Beef Stew. She wanted a brother, and she wanted to name him Beef Stew, and she had made that very clear the past few days.
After waking up that morning, she had gathered her fur coat, wrapping it around her back and walking outside into the cold snow, pelt dragging on the ground behind her, much too big on purpose for she was sure she would grow into it, sure she would be bigger than the pelt could handle. Soon enough, she had found a spot where she would sit, waatching and thinking of new names that her father and Mr Grem would like. She was so adamant on coming up with a name that she had gotten lost in thought, zoning out and almost falling asleep in the middle of camp.
She had been in the coalition for about two weeks now. In the two weeks of her being in the coalition, Ellie had found herself in the care of Kuragori, and she had found a family. She had a father and a sister, and soon enough she would have more siblings on the way. Siblings she'd been trying to convince both Kura and Grem to let her name, since she was pretty sure she had the best names out of anyone. She had heard after their announcements, that sometimes when someone was pregnant, it was said they had "buns in the oven", and that had given her wonderful different names for children. Honey Butter, Chicken Soup, Maple Syrup. Her favorite by far though was Beef Stew. She wanted a brother, and she wanted to name him Beef Stew, and she had made that very clear the past few days.
After waking up that morning, she had gathered her fur coat, wrapping it around her back and walking outside into the cold snow, pelt dragging on the ground behind her, much too big on purpose for she was sure she would grow into it, sure she would be bigger than the pelt could handle. Soon enough, she had found a spot where she would sit, waatching and thinking of new names that her father and Mr Grem would like. She was so adamant on coming up with a name that she had gotten lost in thought, zoning out and almost falling asleep in the middle of camp.