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[ɴᴀʙɪʀᴀ﹣ʟᴀ @TenarrZalviit]

- ɪᴛ ɪs ɴᴏᴛ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴀᴍʙ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴏᴜʀɴ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪᴏɴ. -

- ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏᴏ sʜᴏᴜʟᴅ ɴᴏᴛ ᴍᴏᴜʀɴ ғᴏʀ ᴍᴇ﹐ ᴄᴜʙ. -

- #TESRP|#OCRP|#MVRP -

[ɴᴀʙɪʀᴀ﹣ʟᴀ @TenarrZalviit]

@clevverbxne He used to.

Now he goes more often. A sign of his growth, a positive thing for certain, but... Part of Nabira wishes he would stay more often.

Just a mother's musings.

[ɴᴀʙɪʀᴀ﹣ʟᴀ @TenarrZalviit]

Seeing little Fennorian want to wander out of the nest more often very nearly makes her heart ache.

[ɴᴀʙɪʀᴀ﹣ʟᴀ @TenarrZalviit]

- both hands on the heavy, ancient wood and pushed.

"I pray you do not mind cobwebs. Chores can be difficult to stay on top of when there is much to do," She commented in an even voice.

[ɴᴀʙɪʀᴀ﹣ʟᴀ @TenarrZalviit]

The vampire's tufted tail gave but one single lash as she huffed through her nose and attempted to right herself. Of course, she was so... Dreadfully unused to interacting with someone like this.

Unused to her thoughts wandering to the warmth of a living pulse, for more reasons-

[Dro'zhar - Hegemon of the Moonless Night @ByMoonsAccursed]

“If there are easier ways, then Khajiit has not fallen for them. Dro’zhar meant no ill by it, Nabira.”
He’d noted her change in demeanor and tone, and thus adjusted accordingly. The cat was like a shadow behind the vampire, trailing her up along the stairs so worn with age.

[ɴᴀʙɪʀᴀ﹣ʟᴀ @TenarrZalviit]

- than slaking her thirst.

She would not respond to his assurances, though. Not as she reached the top of the stairs to be met with the grand set of doors that shielded Castle Ravenwatch from prying eyes. Nabira paused to allow her errant companion to catch up before she placed-

[ɴᴀʙɪʀᴀ﹣ʟᴀ @TenarrZalviit]

@DaedraOfChaos It's a little too true to life.

[ɴᴀʙɪʀᴀ﹣ʟᴀ @TenarrZalviit]

{{ Also can I be cringe for a second

Sevika reminds me of Nabira so much absjsnaks

[ɴᴀʙɪʀᴀ﹣ʟᴀ @TenarrZalviit]

@RaTsaja {{ We like to be cringe and have a little fun is this house

As do we like cranky buff women

[ɴᴀʙɪʀᴀ﹣ʟᴀ @TenarrZalviit]

{{ Like I'm sorry but beefy, cranky woman who wants the best for her people and will fight as ruthlessly as she must to get it?

[ɴᴀʙɪʀᴀ﹣ʟᴀ @TenarrZalviit]

@Rithantii {{ I KNOOOW... Honestly there's a part of me that misses it too

[ɴᴀʙɪʀᴀ﹣ʟᴀ @TenarrZalviit]

{{ I haven't seen stage 4 vampirism Nabi in 4 years lmao

[ɴᴀʙɪʀᴀ﹣ʟᴀ @TenarrZalviit]

- as she nearly stomped her way up the crumbling stairs that led to the castle door.

[ɴᴀʙɪʀᴀ﹣ʟᴀ @TenarrZalviit]

Jesting? He was jesting now?

Something about that made the vampire's ears fold back and her jaw set, but maybe her embarrassment over her absent minded behavior mere moments ago left her somewhat prickly.

"There are easier ways of trapping a mortal, I am sure..." She muttered -

[Dro'zhar - Hegemon of the Moonless Night @ByMoonsAccursed]

And so, the mage followed her steps, letting the vampire slip free from his grasp with ease.

“Go on, Dro’zhar shall follow your ways, sleek one. As long as you do not lead him into a trap.”
Not that he thought she was going to, as his tone of voice was…
No.
No!
He was jesting?!

[Swims-Shallow-Waters @GiJeel]

She loooves me.

[ɴᴀʙɪʀᴀ﹣ʟᴀ @TenarrZalviit]

- keenly.

[ɴᴀʙɪʀᴀ﹣ʟᴀ @TenarrZalviit]

When was the last time someone had taken her hand in theirs like this? This... Warmth, that enveloped her fingers, stirring the sense of touch that had been dulled by centuries of unlife.

Nabira paused, almost as if she was suddenly somewhere else. As if her mind had wandered. -

[Dro'zhar - Hegemon of the Moonless Night @ByMoonsAccursed]

“Now you are speaking his language.” Dro’zhar replied, reaching up for the hand grazing his shoulder, gently taking those cold fingered into his own hand. He had no idea if she could feel his warm touch.

Perhaps only his pulse, so sickly sweet and full of life.

“Khajiit never-

[ɴᴀʙɪʀᴀ﹣ʟᴀ @TenarrZalviit]

- And perhaps it did.

But then it was if she suddenly registered what he had said.

"Ah... Yes. Come. No reason to loiter out here any longer."

And then she made to continue along the path, allowing her fingers to slip from his. Even if the loss of that warmth was felt most -

[Akura The Proud 🏳️‍🌈 @DaedraOfChaos]

"Kitty sis!"