don't paint me black when i used to be golden

Basilisk · 08-06-2022, 11:14 PM

He grinned at her, wondering how he could feel so nervous. They were friends. They had seen each other nearly every day before her, before the… the thing that happened to her. Now it felt like there was something unspoken between them. Something that made him nervous, and a little unsure. He’d grown into an adult in her absence. He had taken on the rank of Heir, and had expectations on his shoulder. A true Prince of the Armada.

“I..” he paused, and touched a paw to his head. “I guess? Hard to say, I don’t have anyone taller than me to measure to” he said with a grin. “So… uh… your jailor let you out?”

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don't paint me black when i used to be golden

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Basilisk