07-15-2018, 10:09 PM
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Hearing the coughing of her niece and seeing the approaching crowd, Rosemary headed over with quick pawsteps. Spotting Solveig, however, her jaw clenched as she slid telepathic barriers in place - wonderful, another thing to focus on and take a fraction of her attention away from Goldie. Tail-tips flicking in an almost irritated manner, she nevertheless turned her gaze to Goldie, and her auxiliary gaze to Coldblue as the ever-doting brother quickly explained the situation. And offered tea a thoughtful and useful gift of tea; this impressed the young witch immensely, as evident by the approving look she gave her nephew. "Ah, thank you for your concern Rochelle and Solveig, I'll take over," she murmured, voice soft and raspy with its infrequent use.
Glancing at the wolf, she added, "Rochelle, could you get [member=66]PINCHER[/member] for me? I think it's about time I lay into him the importance of encouraging a girl to get her rest instead of rewarding reckless behavior." While Goldie, without a doubt, earned her promotion to the high position ranks, the girl's father held a nasty way of wording things in the last meeting. Rosemary thought little of it at the time given her own preoccupation with crowd anxiety, but now Goldie's injuries seemed to get worse. If the female bengal were to finally begin healing right, she needed the girl's idol to cooperate with her. "And, thank you for the water," she added, knowing what a hassle getting it could often be.
Ears twitching as she regarded Goldie again, she tried to decipher whether her cough sounded wet or dry - she hoped the throat just got sore with some sort of pollen allergy or the like. She didn't want to think of the possibility that Goldie got a cold or something more sinister like bronchitis. For now, though, she waited for Goldie to recover from her small coughing fit to drink either the water or the tea - and for her to figure out more information as to the possible cause of the problem.
[ ahhh what's causing her coughing? ]
Glancing at the wolf, she added, "Rochelle, could you get [member=66]PINCHER[/member] for me? I think it's about time I lay into him the importance of encouraging a girl to get her rest instead of rewarding reckless behavior." While Goldie, without a doubt, earned her promotion to the high position ranks, the girl's father held a nasty way of wording things in the last meeting. Rosemary thought little of it at the time given her own preoccupation with crowd anxiety, but now Goldie's injuries seemed to get worse. If the female bengal were to finally begin healing right, she needed the girl's idol to cooperate with her. "And, thank you for the water," she added, knowing what a hassle getting it could often be.
Ears twitching as she regarded Goldie again, she tried to decipher whether her cough sounded wet or dry - she hoped the throat just got sore with some sort of pollen allergy or the like. She didn't want to think of the possibility that Goldie got a cold or something more sinister like bronchitis. For now, though, she waited for Goldie to recover from her small coughing fit to drink either the water or the tea - and for her to figure out more information as to the possible cause of the problem.
[ ahhh what's causing her coughing? ]
I FEEL SO HUNGRY —
— Dear diary, I don't know what's going on, but something's up / The dog won't stop barking, and I think my TV is bust / Every channel is the same, it's sending me insane / And earlier somebody bit me, what a fucking day / The sky is falling / It's fucking boring / I'm going braindead, isolated / God is a shithead / And we're his rejects / Traumatized for breakfast / I can't stomach any more survival horror / Dear diary, I feel itchy like there's bugs under my skin / The dog's gone rabid (shut the fuck up) / Doing my head in —— WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING?