Two Rivers Isle ELSA, PLEASE DON'T SLAM MY MEMES

@Vassago :)

The lady, madly in love with her lord, awoke on another summer morning in the den with her family who she also dearly loved. She could hear the birds that found the forest just as fitting as the band of misfits singing a quite wonderful tune somewhere above her, through the ceiling of the spacey home. Her soft yellow eyes blinked open slowly and she yawned as her maw parted and a pink tongue rolled out. This night she had not been bothered by nasty nightmares, which she appreciated, and her gaze crawled sweetly over her young. How long had it been since the unfortunate day they had been born in the dark forest of the brotherhood? She thought they would both be talking already, but perhaps she actually had to teach them rather than let them figure it out on their own. She stretched her neck and sniffled at the face of the firstborn, who she was least mad at -not that she was all that mad at Pyro for running away-. Yes, she would teach the firstborn to make him more of a mum's boy and Burke could do Pyro since she was afraid they might never get along.

Hey, little devil, you ready for an adventure? She whispered in his ear.