06-19-2018, 11:31 PM
[align=center][div style=" background-color: transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 530px; min-height: 9px; font-family:; line-height: 110%; text-align: justify; padding: 20px"]"I think he's outgrown the Observatory," Suiteheart chuckled as she padded forward. Having witnessed the whole ordeal through the bond she shared with Margaery, she knew what had just happened. Worry had bloomed like an ugly flower in her chest, but the fact that Margaery had been there to save him killed the terrible seed.
Her baby blues followed the flight path of the pigeons, and she hoped something would come along and dispatch them. She wasn't sure if these thoughts appeared on their own or if they arrived because Margy's ideas were always within her mind. Regardless, she accepted it easily. No one messed with her children. No one - not even dumb birds. Mother Bear was an unofficial title she wore proudly.
Her gaze then swept over her smallest son, and concern dotted the oceans of her eyes. "Are you okay, mon petit cœur?" Her little heart. She hoped he was only shaken up.
Her baby blues followed the flight path of the pigeons, and she hoped something would come along and dispatch them. She wasn't sure if these thoughts appeared on their own or if they arrived because Margy's ideas were always within her mind. Regardless, she accepted it easily. No one messed with her children. No one - not even dumb birds. Mother Bear was an unofficial title she wore proudly.
Her gaze then swept over her smallest son, and concern dotted the oceans of her eyes. "Are you okay, mon petit cœur?" Her little heart. She hoped he was only shaken up.
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[glow=black,10,100]GOT MY DEGREE IN THE GUTTER,[/glow]
[glow=black,1,100]MY HEART BROKEN IN THE DORMS OF THE IVY LEAGUE