this is enough — open & lost

ALEXANDER

✯ — i prefer a happy ending

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Originally, Margaery's appearance would have made him nervous. Not quiet unsettled, as she had that image of grace and gentleness to put most of his fear at ease. But it wasn't just that which made him stop trying to cower into his own body, it was the path of roses she left behind in her approach. He was, to put it simply, fascinated. He hadn't seen such an ability before in his short life, let alone such breathtaking flowers. He gradually scooted over to get a better look, brown eyes glimmering with curiosity.

"Lost. Stuck." He managed to get out softly, the original fear trying to grasp him by the ankles at the jerk back to reality. He frowned at his inability to come up with a proper sentence, soft face scrunching up and wrinkling around his muzzle.

Anzarel was a different story. He was not soft and graceful, and upon placing his eyes upon them Alexander did get nervous. But they didn't seem angry, or otherwise dangerous. Just intimidating.

"Can't find them..." The ear droop was immediate, as if he was somehow ashamed to say that. He had lost their scent trail shortly before stumbling into the territory, and it was impossible to pick up now. He made an involuntary squeaking noise from within his throat, voice cracking ever so slightly with his confession.

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✯ — MALE. ASCENDANTS. EASY. — ✯

#psychosocial.