mother knows best

Basilisk couldn’t help but double over, bunching up his neck and giggling as she peppered him with kisses. “Muuuuuuum!” he said. What if one of the warriors were watching? She pulled him closer and kissed his snout, and he didn't really put up a fight.

She released him, and tapped his nose, and he hopped up to give her a peck on the nose back, just so she knew he didn’t really mean it when he complained about her kisses. “Sounds tasty!” he said, tail wiggling in anticipation. The boy was down for anything that related to food. “Got it!” he promised, and took off towards the storage, knowing the way well by now. He arrived at the caller, grabbing a couple pots awkwardly, and trotted back, holding his head high to keep them from hitting the ground.

WC: 144
Total: 831

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