05-15-2018, 11:40 PM
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Having heard Margaery's call, the polar bear lumbered over. Suiteheart had always enjoyed sitting through Margaery's classes and lectures detailing gardening and plant breeds and such. Her wife had, at one time, been so passionate about this subject that it warmed her very soul. Now, however, it was evident that the flower queen's enjoyment seemed to be wilting. Though it made Suite sad that Margy could no longer find joy in this, she hoped the other could find solace during her weekly task.
Though she did not speak, the Starstruck Guardian offered Margaery a gentle, reassuring smile. She settled down near where the group was sure to gather, and let her eyes wander the rows of flowers Bastillepaw had revived.
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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