little w[o/a]rri[e/o]r

Deirdre · (This post was last modified: June 23, 2016, 12:18 PM by Deirdre.)

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she was swift enough to move past him before he had risen, but she heard his movements and one ear cupped backward to listen for them. he spoke, and deirdre ceased in her movements to look to the male she had been prepared to let alone. there was a desperation etched onto his features now as he bid her to wait, and deirdre worriedly stepped closer to him, her heart twisting as he fretted.

the closer she drew, the better she saw the pattern upon his furs. skellige, she thought again. are you alright? she murmured, that being the most important thing to her. he seemed worried, stressed, anxious, and that caused her to fret for him.

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