Don't princesses get ponies?

Recluse had no delusions about her children being fully nocturnal like she was, she knew they often snuck out while she slept and that Eraithus did his best to keep his eye on them when he could but she knew it was impossible to fully force it. Today she was up before dark, though not by choice. She'd had another nightmare, the loss of her children flashing before her eyes. And when her panicked mind had finally woken her up the sun was still peeking above the horizon, though not by much. Sighing the woman pulled herself from her nest and got up to sit at the mouth of her family's den. Recluse sighed, blinking against the last vestiges of the sun's light.

Recluse rolled her shoulders, trying to work out the stress from her body.



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