Lena
and sweetest in the gale is heard
and sore must be the storm
and sore must be the storm
With a great sigh of relief, the Caretaker closed the enclosure behind the molten tigers – a silent promise lingering behind the movements.
For now, though, there were more to herd back into the Celestine’s confines.
Dashing back through the streets, after her rampaging, running charges, she snagged at more food, hands full of hay and buckets of grain dangling from her arms. Come on. Come with me,, she gently tried to coax down the streets of the Silk Houses, striving to meet the unicorns before other Stormbreak occupants did. We can go back to safety was another encouragement – especially as her eyes glanced towards the swaying buildings.
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Lena tries to coax the unicorns back to the Celestine with food and words.
Can speak to rare creatures/companions/regular animals.
For now, though, there were more to herd back into the Celestine’s confines.
Dashing back through the streets, after her rampaging, running charges, she snagged at more food, hands full of hay and buckets of grain dangling from her arms. Come on. Come with me,, she gently tried to coax down the streets of the Silk Houses, striving to meet the unicorns before other Stormbreak occupants did. We can go back to safety was another encouragement – especially as her eyes glanced towards the swaying buildings.
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Lena tries to coax the unicorns back to the Celestine with food and words.
Can speak to rare creatures/companions/regular animals.
that could abash the little bird
that kept so many warm
that kept so many warm
