World Weary Heart

*Valentine* · 08-23-2016, 05:40 PM

As he was wont to do Valentine was wandering his old lands. He liked to think they were still technically his, but that 'technically' sure didn't keep anyone out. Most he didn't mind too terribly much - although their presence was still a wound to his pride - but the impertinent ones he had no tolerance for. He supposed even those could make a case for their right to walk free territory same as he did, but they'd have to make their case while he chewed them to pieces. Much had changed in the last few seasons, but his minuscule tolerance for idiocy had not.

Mercy? Valentine blinked and then squinted as he tried to decide whether or not his eyes were deceiving him. That was her, wasn't it? He padded closer and her familiar features soon jumped out at him. Yep, that was her. She looked more tranquil than he ever remembered seeing her, but he credited that to the fact that she was currently sleeping. Her slumber begged a question: to startle or not to startle?

He chickened out at the last second and settled for waking with sarcasm. "Ain't you a sight for sore eyes."

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