Maeve
Her brows raised, head cocking to the side as she regarded her friend curiously, "You do?" She asked softly, clearly surprised by her words even as the thought takes root in her head, hazel eyed babies with dark curls and faint freckles. Maeve drew her bottom lip between her teeth, trying desperately to fight the smile that threatened to spread on her lips, "Do you think we'd truly be a good fit for it? Him and I?" The Madame hadn't dared to hope, knowing better than to get lost in her own fantasies when they only led to disappointment and heartbreak, but would it be so bad to entertain this for a moment?
She's pulled from her thoughts literally and figuratively as Seren suddenly tugged her towards another table with some unknown drink being served. A glass is pushed into her hand and she's all too happy to drink the sweet, fizzy liquid despite not knowing what it is. "Oh? That's rather strange... I know he's protective, but he didn't act that way towards me. I wonder what set him so on edge..." Perhaps the dragon had sensed something that Seren hadn't? It was his job to keep her safe and bonded took that very seriously. While Maeve couldn't be sure, it was hard to imagine that the dragon was just aggressive for no real reason. "Maybe your father can help you with some training to better communicate with him?"
Maeve hummed thoughtfully, brows knitting together, "That is a reason for concern. I can say that much. I certainly hope you can figure it out." She grabbed another glass, setting her empty one back onto the table, focusing on her friend once more. "What have you been up to besides that? Did you finally go to see your mother?"
She's pulled from her thoughts literally and figuratively as Seren suddenly tugged her towards another table with some unknown drink being served. A glass is pushed into her hand and she's all too happy to drink the sweet, fizzy liquid despite not knowing what it is. "Oh? That's rather strange... I know he's protective, but he didn't act that way towards me. I wonder what set him so on edge..." Perhaps the dragon had sensed something that Seren hadn't? It was his job to keep her safe and bonded took that very seriously. While Maeve couldn't be sure, it was hard to imagine that the dragon was just aggressive for no real reason. "Maybe your father can help you with some training to better communicate with him?"
Maeve hummed thoughtfully, brows knitting together, "That is a reason for concern. I can say that much. I certainly hope you can figure it out." She grabbed another glass, setting her empty one back onto the table, focusing on her friend once more. "What have you been up to besides that? Did you finally go to see your mother?"
And I was catching my breath
Staring out an open window
catching my death
Staring out an open window
catching my death
