Storm - grey eyes looked
toward him, and a slow
nod was given . Gloved
palms holding the frail
thing towards him .
" I - I think it fell from
it 's nest . .
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——— a pair of large brown eyes watches the small winged creature lying in her pale hands. the lord watches her movements closely, its face tilted toward her ———. is hurt?
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@dulcetspirited Lips curl downward, settling right
beside the princess . Then they
shall not speak of it, the two
can put their minds elsewhere .
Has she eaten yet ?
Crouching beside her
form, eyes frantically
searching her body for
any injury .
But the sound of her
voice ? A sigh fell .
" oh thank gods, you
are alive !
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either truly knocked out cold - perhaps dead - or they've missed their true calling on the theatre stage. she lays perfectly still, hair askew in tousled inky waves; glassy eyes are open, unblinking gaze into the sky.
then, pupils flick toward her.
❛ ow. ❜
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Do not fret, I am not allowed
on them either . . I do tend
to sneak out from time to
time though . We shall have
much to do .
Indeed there are, fear not .
There will be enough room
and food !
oh, hunts . . . i rarely am allowed on hunts, but it does sound so splendid. i am eager to learn all that you wish to teach me.
my brother jacaerys visits often, i presume there can be accommodations for my dragon .ᐣ