05-13-2018, 08:23 PM
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[div style=" background-color: transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 530px; min-height: 9px; font-family:; line-height: 110%; text-align: justify; padding: 20px"]The first and last time Suiteheart had been able to celebrate Mother's Day was two years ago. That had been a very special day, and she held the memory so tightly in her heart. Back then, her eldest daughter had drawn her a portrait of their little family. It had warmed her heart the first time she looked upon the artwork, and it did the same now. Of the few possessions she had been able to keep throughout her travels, this picture was one. It currently sat framed in her room - a gentle reminder of the good times now past.
Throughout the day, she had been joking with Bastillepaw. She often thought of the boy as her son, but she would not go so far as to call him that aloud, for she was apprehensive. She had lost so many children already. She certainly didn't want to add to the list. But even so, Suite had continued to make comments about it being Mother's Day whenever he was in earshot. And she kept shooting him funny looks. His reactions were amusing to say the least. That being said, when an npc approached her for Bastille, she wondered if he had actually done something.
Following the npc's instructions, the polar bear hurried for Bastille. It didn't take the Starstruck Guardian long to reach Margaery's garden, and the scene before her made her jaw drop slightly. The garden was not as she had last seen it. No, it had been completely transformed. It looked as good as new almost.
A smile bloomed on her lips as she fell in beside Margaery. "Holy shit! Bast! This - this is fucking incredible!" Dark eyes followed the lines of flowers, and when they landed on the lilies, she too had to fight back tears. He'd remembered. Her heart soared. "Thank you. So much." The large creature stepped forward, aiming to hug him: a small token of her thanks and affection.
She felt pure happiness. Damn, Bastillepaw was good.
Throughout the day, she had been joking with Bastillepaw. She often thought of the boy as her son, but she would not go so far as to call him that aloud, for she was apprehensive. She had lost so many children already. She certainly didn't want to add to the list. But even so, Suite had continued to make comments about it being Mother's Day whenever he was in earshot. And she kept shooting him funny looks. His reactions were amusing to say the least. That being said, when an npc approached her for Bastille, she wondered if he had actually done something.
Following the npc's instructions, the polar bear hurried for Bastille. It didn't take the Starstruck Guardian long to reach Margaery's garden, and the scene before her made her jaw drop slightly. The garden was not as she had last seen it. No, it had been completely transformed. It looked as good as new almost.
A smile bloomed on her lips as she fell in beside Margaery. "Holy shit! Bast! This - this is fucking incredible!" Dark eyes followed the lines of flowers, and when they landed on the lilies, she too had to fight back tears. He'd remembered. Her heart soared. "Thank you. So much." The large creature stepped forward, aiming to hug him: a small token of her thanks and affection.
She felt pure happiness. Damn, Bastillepaw was good.
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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