PARTS TOO SMALL - baby introduction

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★  I NEVER HAD NOBODY TOUCH ME LIKE I’M G L A S S WITH A MOON BIRD KISS

There were so many children as of late: Luna's, Margaery and Suiteheart's, and this little bobcat, who Hazel had yet to meet. So caught up in recent events, she couldn't remember the little girl's joining, which was...distressing. Then again, she wasn't surprised - Hazel had spent the majority of the last few days trying to curl her mind back into the tight, unbroken circle it had been before this...joint, emotionally connected bridge she hadn't agreed on. She could practically feel Bastille's odd anxiety over it, knowing that he had done something she didn't like. It was half of an apology. Still, she couldn't quite tell if she was mad at him or not; frustrated, maybe. Worried. The girl in her mind was pushing at her walls, urging the feeling of anger to appear, but honestly? Hazel was too tired to be upset at anything.

Shoving the thoughts away to the best of her ability, Hazel joined the four, golden eyes sparking with giddy intrigue at the sight of the young child. "Ask nicer, Roy." Hazel chided, bemused by the alchemist's methods as she tossed a tired grin in his direction. At least he wasn't trying to force the thing from her mouth, which left Hazel to worry over the thing still currently between the bobcat kitten's jaws and the possibility of her choking on it. "Hey, cutie." Hazel purred, crouching down to Aaliyah's eye level. "That can't taste very good. Why don't we go try and find something that tastes a little better, and we leave that here?"

★ — hazel — "speech" — eight months — the ascendants — tags — ★

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