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[Casphian]

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Rowan Lingré [The Frostguard — Canine/Hellhound — tags]
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C:\Users\Rowan> Rowan laid outside of his home, front paws crossed and a book laid out in front of him. His right ear flicked at the sound of the rest of the group going about their day and passing by him. His attention stayed on the book in front of him, gaze drawing across the pages as he took in the words that laid before him. Multicolored orbs would flick up every now and again, mostly just keeping an eye on his surroundings and not fully paying attention to what he was seeing.

The sun was finally starting to set causing a low rumble of a growl to ring out, one that sounded of irritation and annoyance. Honestly there was just not enough time in the day for Rowan to do all of the things he wanted to do. But alas he could not just magically produce more hours in the day. He continued to keep reading his book, knowing full well that the sun would be fully set soon enough but until then he wasn't going to put his book down. Knowing Rowan he would probably continue to try and read even in the midst of the darkness of night.

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[SirDio]

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[b]"What'ya reading, kid?" The demon spoke loudly, scarred face staring at the book and their four eyes focused on it. Leathery wings folded in on their sides, with a fur cloak hiding them. "Shit- have we met before?" they queried, tail flicking around. Were they being annoying? Yes. Did they care? Somewhat. They were recovering for the past few months, and now they had energy. And Auberon was nowhere to be found, to their utter and obvious dismay.

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[Persephone]

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Persephone A. Lingre  —  Canine Mix — speaks in this color — thoughts are in thiscolor — TAGS — Frostguard

[div style="width: 51%; text-align: justify; font-size: 10pt; letter-spacing: 0px; font-family: georgia; color: #f5f5f5;"] Now reading was a favorite past time of the young woman.  But reading in already fading sunlight was something that couldn't be done. One it strained the eyes and made this collectively worse.  Never the less, Persephone made her way over overhearing the conversation, at least at the moment was somewhat one sided.

"Reading in darkness does nothing for you, Rowan.  Even racing with the sun in the fading sunlight is a vain effort." she spoke softly towards her sibling with a faint smile dancing on her muzzle. 

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Rowan Lingré [The Frostguard — Canine/Hellhound — tags]
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C:\Users\Rowan> Rowan's gaze flicked up the moment Sebastian spoke up with the question. Annoyance flickered across his features before a soft sigh filtered past his muzzle. "It is just a fantasy book, nothing too important," he mused. "As for having met me before I'm sure you have or you at least know my mother Jerisidie," he said, gaze flicking from Sebastian to Persephone as his sister made her way over. "That may be so but I'll still read until I know longer can," he replied to her, tone rather flat as he spoke but that was relatively normal for the hellhound. A single paw rose and moved to flip the book shut, having placed a single feather between the pages to mark where he was last at.

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THE WAVES WILL BREAK! -- hellhound. regent.

it was good that rowan liked to read, though it did worry his mother quite so, that he would be awake late at night to read. as it was, he didn't mind his son reading, he just preferred that it be done with proper light and not when the youth should be asleep. hearing the soft hub-bub of conversation, the napping regent would stir and yawn, stretching out stiff limbs as he rolled over from where he laid by another fireplace, drawing himself to his paws.

yawning, "is it morning or nighttime?", he would ask as he slipped from his stretching and wandered over slowly, exhaustion making his frame heavier than it was. nodding to sebastian with a stifled yawn, "is auberon still not back?", he would ask the demon with a coy grin. he knew what it was like to miss the one person that could bring entertainment among other things to one's life. gazing at his children, he smiled softly, "if you want to read while the sun's down, dear, why don't you use a lantern? the sun doesn't stay up for very long even now."

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