mattresses trump food emergencies

Azure

Sirius got to work quickly on the issue and Azure stood idly by and watched as ropes were looped and secured and attached to makeshift harnesses. One for the bear, one for Sirius, and one for himself. The warlord held out one of them to Azure and the heir barely gave a moments hesitation before ducking into the contraption and letting his father secure it to him. When he got home he was going to need to milk this, to make sure Hana knew exactly how much effort went into her comfort. He could leave out the fact that his mother was getting one too, it'd likely only offend the colorful koi-wolf.

At his father's command he threw his weight forward, grunting at the weight they pulled and for the hundredth time, wondering if this was indeed as good an idea as he initially thought. "Oh man." The only complaint to come out of his mouth as they slowly drug the thing across the smooth steel floor. "Do-" His breathing was hard, and his words spaced out by gasps. "Do you do crazy shit like this for mom all the time?" Az didn't realize how hard it was to have a demanding, pampered woman on his arm. He wasn't sure if his mother was like that, but he didn't miss the amount of gifts and affection the Warlord bestowed upon his wife throughout Azure's young life.

"Speech"

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