happy birthday to you

WESSEX after all is said and done you're just a carnivore let you in and drink my blood you're nothing but a monster Family things? Wessex looks at Rex in surprise. No one asks her about her family. No one. They just assume…. Well, she doesn’t know what they assume, but she imagines it’s something along the lines of what Ronin said awhile ago: that it’s difficult to reconcile certain parts of her - the caring and the fierce - for one far eclipses the other. For all they know, she hatched from an egg. (Cue Helovia joke) Something washes over her face and her blue eyes go distant as she tries to think of what her mother and Magrethe might have liked. “Magrethe was always the one who put little homey touches in our house. She loved wildflowers.” But of course, Rex wouldn’t know who Magrethe was. “Magrethe was my little sister. The better Theskyra girl, many Naturals would say.” And even though what she says is self-deprecating, she smiles a little with it, for Wessex whole-heartedly agreed with that assessment.