PASSAGE OF TIME || One's Intro

[adventure.]

MARGARET ELLEFSEN

FEMALE — FROSTBLOWN — MEMBER OF THE AMARANYTHNE SABER CORPS

[div style="background-color: #292727; color: white; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 500px; height: 340px; padding: 10px;"]Barely registering Jade's words, the woman would turn her head from Oneheart's shoulder to touch her nose to Jadeire's ear with a soft whuff of breath, "I'm fine, I'm fine. I am tired, yes ...", she murmured softly as she raised her head, sensing Savah move past the grouping.

Barely able to register that the molly was leaving, she yawned, "I'll be fine little one, I just need to wake up more.", she was not a morning person, she struggled to wake up and stay awake in the first minutes of her day.

#psychosocial.

♣ jadeire ellefsen | jade | 13 month old brit | direwolf hybrid ♣

"knights, execute order 66"

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She shut her eyes briefly as her mother touched her nose to the child's ear, her soft breath fanning over the child's face, confirming her suspicions that Margaret was tired. Jade frowned in concern, Margo had been very active recently and it was obviously affecting her health. Saying nothing, she pressed herself tighter.

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"TALKING"

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I just wanna leave this place behind
Every time I see your face in mine

"I'm...I'll be fine. I am just calming down from another nightmare. It was him again." One murmured as he nuzzled into Margo, he let out a small huff to let out what is left of his anxiety. The black jaguar was feeling a bit better as his beloved matte was by his side now.
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ooc// haha muse :')

ONE ANGEAL

#psychosocial.

[adventure.]

Silently as he watched the family, he would nod to Savah as she had left, his own gaze falling upon the intimate scene of family. Clearing his throat softly, he would nod to the couple and Jade, "if you need anything of the group or myself, just ask, you three", he would murmur before taking his own leave. An ache in his chest for a family he'd never had, he kept his head down and plodded on, off to do whatever was next for the sage.

No fancy and out! //