#elinor the kitten

[mozart-the-meerkitten]

Kitten update!

So Maraly's kittens are now four weeks (1 month) old and Leeli's are now 3 weeks old! And you know what that means...

NAMES! :D

I know some of you wanted me to give them Wingfeather names to go with the mamas, but the problem with that is... we can't keep 11 kittens. Even I, who am the epitome of a crazy cat lady with the softest heart for kittens ever, know that this is not feasible. We already had four cats before this, and we're keeping the three original rescues. We can't have 18 cats again, especially if 16 are inside our house! And it's going to be very hard for me to give the babies up as it is and giving them names of characters (or other cats I've had) I love will just make this harder. Also, my mom came home one day like, "so I think we should name the kittens after Inkheart characters" and who am I to disagree I love the Inkheart series. That being said there is one special baby kitten with a Wingfeather name but I'll get to her later.

Maraly's babies names!

So this is Elinor (Ellie), formerly known as Gray! She is the eldest kitten, Maraly's firstborn, and she acts like it! She is the biggest and most advanced in skills. My mom said the other day (and I agree) that she acts more like a 6 week old than a 4 week old (and she weighs 1.2 pounds! That's about a FOURTH of Maraly's body weight!). She leads the charge in most accomplishments (except eating, interestingly enough, she was the third to start eating wet food) being able to run, hop, climb, play with balls, use the litterbox and attempt to escape their playpen before all the rest of her siblings! And she is the SWEETEST little darling- loves to cuddle and looks at you with the most adoring eyes. We don't know who she's meant to help, but she is an awfully special kitten and God definitely has a plan for her.

This is Roxanne (Roxie), formerly known as Four as she was the fourth of Maraly's kittens born. She is right behind her sister Ellie in all physical accomplishments, though she was the last kitten to start eating wet food (I JUST got her to start YESTERDAY!). She is a BUSY little thing, always running and adventuring somewhere! She wants to go everywhere and see everything. She's also very sweet, though less cuddly and she likes to try and climb my legs. xD

Maraly's three black babies are nigh impossible to distinguish in pictures so here's just some cute pictures of the three of them.

The biggest black kitten's name is Inkheart, as she is black and easiest to see markings on in the right light (since Inkheart is the name of a book markings=words, I thought it was fun and my mom insisted we name a kitten Inkheart so xD). She was the first to start eating solid food (wet AND dry food!). She screamed a LOT at me when she was younger but now she likes to climb on my lap and cuddle (or bite me, y'know, depends on the mood xD).

The second biggest kitten is named Sabine, formerly known as white spot. My dad named this one after a character in the Star Wars show Rebels since we've been watching it and we all think she's cool. She was the second kitten to start eating wet food and she ALSO likes to climb on my lap and attack and/or cuddle with me. xD

The littlest black kitten is Maraly's one and only boy, named The Black Prince (Prince) and formerly known as white tip, since he has a few white hairs on the very tip of his tail and it's how I've been distinguishing him since he was a newborn. xD He's an awfully cute little bugger, and fiesty, very playful.

All three of Maraly's black babies frequently play together and get up to trouble together. For instance, today they were trying to climb on top of their play tent WHILE their baby cousins were sleeping in it! They also often gang up on Maraly to nurse from her. xD Two of them (Prince and Sabine, I think) have been claimed by a girl who works at a local bakery my mom often stops at, so they will be able to continue to cause trouble together even after they leave us!

Since tumblr only lets me put ten pictures in a post and this is already quite long I'm going to put the names of Leeli's babies in another post (hopefully soon). In the meantime, here's a few more pictures:

*I'll make a man out of you playing in the background*

Meeting uncle Kalmar! (he was so sweet and nice to her! didn't hiss or growl and I think he gave her a kiss here <3)

This kitten is illegally cute *flips table*

[dulcewrites]

Writing baby Aemond as ‘rude’ is just… so funny to me 😭😭 because honestly good for him!

[kwebtv]

From the Golden Age of Television

Series Premiere

Father Knows Best - Bud Takes Up the Dance - CBS - October 3, 1954

Sitcom

Running Time: 30 minutes

Written by Dorothy Cooper

Produced by Eugene B. Rodney

Directed by James Neilson

Stars:

Robert Young as James "Jim" Anderson Sr.

Jane Wyatt as Margaret Anderson

Elinor Donahue as Betty "Princess" Anderson

Billy Gray as James "Bud" Anderson Jr.

Lauren Chapin as Cathy "Kitten" Anderson

Susan Whitney as Marcia

Claire Meade as Mrs. Lanson

[howlsmovingmind]

I’ve always wanted to be soft.

For as long as I can remember, I’ve been stubborn and passionate and a fighter. I always believe my causes righteous, and I refuse to end a debate until we’ve come to some sort of satisfactory close.

But I wanted to be soft. I wanted to be polite, maternal, sweet, and shy. Endlessly kind and pleasant, even in the face of abuse. I simply wanted to be that kind of person. Not to say that I would be without personality. But simply more reserved and kind.

I’m a Jo who wants to be Beth. I’m a Belle who wants to be a Cinderella. I’m a Neil who wants to be Todd. A Marianne who admires Elinor. I’m Elizabeth who wishes she could be as good and beautiful as Jane.

I’ve grown to love these parts of myself that really throws herself into what I love and not apologize for it. But I still try and be soft. I try to hold back anger. Not be snarky, sarcastic, loud, or boyish. I can be cold, blunt, and awkward.

I always felt that I gave too much of myself away. I was too giving of myself. I wasn't able to keep myself safe because I couldn't help but wear my heart on my sleeve. I couldn't keep my mouth shut about what I loved and how I felt, and it made me unsafe. People used that to hurt me.

I always felt there was a strength in the softness. Violence felt weak. Like cheap beer and blurry thoughts. Softness is disciplined and thoughtful. It takes strength of character to be soft and kind.

I realize now that I have my own type of strength.

Despite the cruelty I may have experienced due to not guarding who I was and not wearing armor, I still do not put any on. Not to say I allow people to mistreat me. But I still remain open and honest about my love. I still dream and cry and love with all of my being, without reserve. Because I have learned that is my strength. I have not allowed cruelty to make me hide or become cruel myself. And that is a type of strength in itself.

I may not be soft like a feather pillow or kitten fur. I may be a little too rough around my edges to fully be soft. But I love. And that is my strength.

Strong Willed,

Howl

[heart-of-dunbroch]

Wolf In Sheep’s Clothing || OPEN

Merida hated shopping. If she could avoid shopping, she would avoid shopping-- rather get her hair straightened or swallow rocks or break a toe! Certainly the most painful way to go shopping though was with Elinor, who could not get it through her thick skull that her daughter did not want to wear pencil skirts and kitten heels. 

However, here was Merida. Shopping. For bloody fookin New Year’s Eve. 

She’d come on her own, sneaking into From Farm to Table like a spy on a mission. She was gonna meet up with Dipper and despite herself she-- she did want to look-- well, not like shit. 

She was frowning at herself in some ugly sparkly dress and saw a stir in the reflection of the mirror, right over her shoulder. 

“Oi!” She whirled on them. “Wut you looking at, eh, min?!” 

[miscellaneousruminations]

The it girl isn’t dead, in fact, she’s alive and kicking. (May, 24)

What has two feet (perchance clad in a slingback kitten heel), a cult of Instagram devotees and a vibe nothing short of cunty? If the title didn’t give it away, I’m talking about the it girl.

Though it is nothing new, Charli XCX has just turned the notion of who and what an it girl is on its head. The hyper-pop princess released the music video to her single 360 (If you’ve somehow swerved the bop on TikTok, hi, you’re hearing about it now) and the girls truly turned up and showed off for the occasion.

Julia Fox, Gabriette, Alex Consani, Chloe Sevingy – the list could go on, but I’ll save you the trouble, just trust me when I say miss XCX was in no shortage of it on set.

Despite all the talk about it girls, namely who has it? What is it? And how do I get it? Defining such a term is decidedly tricky. “You actually need to have this like je ne sais quoi,” Julia remarks in the viral video’s intro, “it’s like definitely a je ne sais quoi kind of situation,” adds Charli. The music video’s prelude attempts to lay straight the phenomena. Gabriette pipes in, “it’s about being really hot in like a scary way,” to which Richie (photographer, model and self-proclaimed sister of Julia Fox) responds, “you have to be like known but at the same time unknowable.” 

So where does that leave us? Well, it is ambiguous. It does not shout but whispers with an air of self-confidence and indifference. It has been equally, if not more confusing since it graced collective consciousness in 1927. Based on Elinor Glyn’s novella “IT,” Clara Bow was dubbed a celebutant after taking to the silver screen in a film adaptation of the same name.

Glyn defines it as follows: “‘IT’ is that quality possessed by someone which draws all others with its magnetic force. With ‘IT’ you win all men if you are a woman – and all women if you are a man. ‘IT’ can be a quality of the mind as well as a physical attraction.”

This explanation is certainly dated, its heteronormative assumptions for one (I’ll cut Glyn some slack, seeing as the 100-year mark is encroaching) but a lot of what the novelist was getting at still rings true today. In recent years the elusive it girl, and her even more elusive demise, has been prophesised by commentary channels and writers alike. Note video essays, like “why are there no ‘it girls’ anymore?” as per Jordan Theresa on YouTube, or “did Instagram kill the it-girl?” says W Magazine in an article proclaiming “The ‘it’ girl is dead.”

Don’t get me wrong, these claims aren’t unfounded, they’ve got a point. How is one to be admired for their mystique and unknowability when so much of contemporary culture constitutes being known? It’s a hard pill to swallow, but maybe Instagram has done away with the it girl. At least, the type of lowkey Edie Sedgwick-esc it girl we have come to know and fawn over.

I’m sure XCX would beg differ. Perhaps it’s of no concern to her as she’s busy carving out her own kind of girl. The kind of girl who, despite the tendencies of history, encapsulates a multitude of body types, races and gender identities. Charli has always been unwavering in the way she champions queerness (never one to shy away from poppers) and, in turn, she facilitates countless ways of embodying femininity.

Maybe it’s ambiguity is what resonates with the girls, in that the term has never sat politely atop of a fixed definition. That would be far too easy. Far too prescriptive for a girl still coming to terms with who they want to be.

It could be argued both ways but I think the undefinable mystique of the it girl makes her all the more inclusive. Who’s to say there’s just one way of having it? Even if we can’t pinpoint what makes her so special, just make it up. Have fun with it. Bleach your brows like Julia, or shave one off for all I care. What’s most important is that you do so unabashedly (easier said than done – yes, but stop giving a fuck, that’s it).

I’ve made my case. As for all the commotion about her sudden passing, the it girl is, in fact, not dead. Though, she’s not concerned with your opinion either way.

[wicked2frog175]

Hello my name is Frog or Elinor.

I only mad this account to help me find this suit,

Her name is kitten and is a dutchie. She comes with head, hand paws, tali and arm sleeves. I had traded her a long time ago. This is the only photo I could find of her suit.

If you or know of anyone that has or has seen this suit please message me on instagram (wicked_ producer1)

Me and a few of my friends are looking for her, so for nothing has come up.

If you have any information, please let me know

Thank you for reading.

#furry

[a-sweaty-bisexual]

Inkheart art dump aka me trying to give Basta some Love & Comfort™

Please do not use or repost :/

[ashendalia]

Ooh my God I just thought about Elinor finding a stray cat and taking it in and waking up one morning and there's just baby kittens there too bc apparently the cat was pregnant

And Elinor doesn't know what to do and just brings them to the agency in a worried panic

[seekers-who-are-lovers]

LIST YOUR 10 FAVOURITE FEMALE CHARACTERS FROM 10 FANDOMS, AND TAG 10 PEOPLE

Thank you again @kakash109 !!!

1) Mrs. Hudson from Sherlock BBC

2) Elizabeth Midford and Mey-rin from Kuroshitsuji/Black Butler

3) Marianne and Elinor Dashwood from Sense and Sensibility (1995) /Jane Austen

4) Vanessa Ives and Hecate Poole from Penny Dreadful

5) Polly Gray from Peaky Blinders

6) Cynthia and Abby from Great Pretender

7) Sun Bak from Sense8

8) Bilquis from American Gods

9) Aeon Flux

10) Alexandra Trese

Tagging the following victims and others who want to participate.

@clouds-of-peach @johnsimms @thegirlfromthesouth @plague-of-insomnia @newbnuuytimes @moonlithaze @tsukun-e @faeries-blood @phantom-17 @kitten-and-crow @a-isabelthings @ashi-ta-ka

[jjadmanii]

Headcanons about Jules?

im sorry but my brain decided ‘random’ was the way to go so here:

hopeless romantic. im talking picnics at sunsets, playlists making, getting you ur fav coffee the morning before ur exam, getting food delivered at ur house when ur too tired to hangout,,,

loves to read any kind of book, the more cheesy the better

her fav movie genre are romcoms

tried to join the soccer team because of her crush but was soo bad at it the coach advised her to change sport

first person she came out to was elinor

when she came out to her family it was super anticlimactic but her mom did lunch herself into telling her story of a collage adventure she had a w a girl

she would tell you shes a dog person but secretly she would choose a kitten over anything

she couldnt pick a fav color if she tried, but green is the one she favors the most

hates twilight (bad vamp stereotypes)

guilty pleasure is (re)watching friends, was a rachel girl but now is crushing hard on monica

favorite ice cream flavor would be strawberry

sweet >>> salty

watched MoM and never wavered from Wandas side

says shes a hufflepuff but never took the test (she would be a gryffindor)

she would do anything for the ppl she loves, including but not limited to, sitting through the bachelor every year, which she does begrudgingly for ben.

about the bachelor: always hopes smth gay is gonna happen ‘cause there is no way that none of those gorgeous ladies are are queer OR that they would all be fighting over the avaragest looking man alive’

thinks she could complete the course of wipe out (spoiler she can not)

would go to uni in europe given the chance

first concert was taylor swift with ben (regrets it because now the standards are too high)

[mozart-the-meerkitten]

If I had a nickle for every time I had a black cat have a litter of black kittens except for one inexplicable gray fluffy one who hops like a bunny and has oodles of personality, I'd have two nickles, which isn't a lot but it's weird that it happened twice.

Ellie (left) aka baby Belle (right) went to her new home this evening! We just got back from dropping her off. It sounds like she will be very loved by her new family. <3 We were there for half and hour talking to her new dad and she was already settling in!

^Ellie in the window and climber of her new room.

(to be clear, Ellie is not related to Belle at all, Ellie is one of our rescue Bengal kittens we've been working to find homes for. It is purely a hilarious coincidence that she looks like Belle's child.)

[books-and-tears]

Book characters as things my friends have said (part 4)

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Dot: Hate this education shit but God knows I'd never be a housewife so I have to do this

~

Lucy: Also-

Elinor: No.

~

Marianne (about Willoughby): I'm pretty sure he's one of those discord mods, but not the kitten ones like the one that scams people

~

Sophie: Why are they giving us all the school events now?

Agatha: You know how they feed cows a lot before slaughtering it?

~

Annabeth: Love a bitch that can't tell left from right

Percy: Doctors do not

~

Walter: I identify as alcohol not a male

Dan: You identify as a bitch

~

Jem: Sorry nerds, playing chess with brother 2. Your primeval plans will have to wait

Una: ARE YOU NUMBERING THEM

Faith: HIS RIGHT

~

Basil: You can't get me, I beat the gay allegations 2 years ago

[persephinae]

doing my own ask meme :P

👁️ EYE - what colour are their eyes? do people notice their eyes? is there anything special about them (shows emotion easily, literally magical...)?

Elinor has violet eyes that are very noticeable and they do glow when she uses her powers, Holly however has light blue/greyish eyes and are a sign of her humanity. 

🤥 LYING - are they good liars? do they have tells to show they're lying?

Elinor is terrible at lying, she hates lying, she’s just so laughably awful at lying.  However as she was trained in politics she is good at sticking to facts and still using it to her advantage.

Holly is better at lying, she’s had to lie to survive, however she also hates lying and has a hard time remembering her lies, so she tries to remain silent or uses the fae’s ability to twist the truth to where fish means blue. 

💥 COLLISON - what emotions do they have trouble dealing with?

Elinor has trouble being angry I guess?  She dislikes losing control, it became very important to her to remain in control while navigating the Court.  (although she cries very easily and will try to run away so she can cry out of view of most people)

Holly has trouble dealing with love as she was shown very little of it during her life.  She gets confused and will run away from it as it usually meant betrayal and pain to her. 

😭 CRYING - what makes them cry? do they cry easily?

Elinor cries over whiskers on kittens and puppy dogs, she wears her heart on her sleeve. 

Holly doesn’t cry a lot, she’s had to hide her pain and tears for a long time, and will only cry in front of someone she trusts, but she also has a soft heart. 

👪 FAMILY - what is their family like? what is your ocs relationship to them? does your oc have any siblings?

Elinor never had a large family, she just had her parents.  She loved her mother but she was closer to her father and would rather cut off her arm than cause him any kind of pain.

Holly has her fae father and human mother (who’s very very old at this point), she also has quite a few fae half-siblings and fae cousins however she’s not very close to them as she was viewed as lesser in the fae court for being half-human.  She has a complex relationship with her father as he’s a fae lord, very knowledgeable and powerful, however he views Holly as a weakness and doesn’t know quite what to do with her.   He loved her mother but now that she’s old she’s kind of been put in a secluded “retirement home” where all her needs are taken care of.  Holly’s very different from the fae and since she’s long-lived due to her fae heritage it’s been an adjustment for her father who is VERY old.

[roc-thoughtblog]

Sense and Sensibility Readthrough Part 9

Chapter 12, Pages 49-54

Previously, Sir Middleton has started the Party Timez and Marianne is flirting it up with mysterious Mr. Charming. Meanwhile, Elinor has a sweet moment with Colonel Brandon where he alludes to a past love-related something, because they are both two lonely people watching a party.

I enjoyed this chapter, because Margaret finally opened her mouth and only gold came out. :D You little scamp, you have vindicated my small obsession with seeing you relevant in any form!

Readthrough below.

Chapter 12

AS ELINOR and Marianne were were walking together the next morning the latter communicated a piece of news to her sister which in spite of all that she knew before of Marianne's imprudence and want of thought, surprised her

Oh? OH? Marianne going to have many thoughts, head full of prudence?

by its extravagant testimony to both.

NOPE! Also, Austenism on first sentence of chapter, nice opening. I most creatively coined that for personal use and now I finally get to use it! Setup into unceremonious, and yet very extra, subversion that turns potential positives upside down. Anyway, Willoughby has given Marianne a horse, which she has accepted with zero thought into the Dashwoods' ability to keep it.

Elinor, has, of course, thought of all the things the family is lacking with regards to horse-keeping, including most prominently, a complete lack of a stable in which to house it. Was boutta ask, good Elinor answered my enquiry most quickly.

I have a friend who is a self-professed horse-girl, and many mutual friends who attest to not desiring to ride with her on account of it being quite dangerous. This isn't directly related to anything, Marianne just invited Elinor to ride her horse and I was suddenly struck by a memory of warring opinions on the risks of horseriding. Horse-girl's testimony to its relative safety was not aided by her own anecdote of having fallen off a horse onto her back once, and not being able to feel her neck for a while, or something similar to that effect (don't worry, she is fine). I imagine Elinor would be horrified.

Marianne brushes off all of Elinor's concerns in... most short-sighted fashion. No Marianne, do not keep a horse in any old shed. This reminds me of when my aunt kept her kittens in the bathroom. Bad. Awful. Don't consider keeping animals if you can't be bothered to house them properly. :(

Of course, Marianne draws the line when Elinor claims she doesn't know Willoughby well enough to receive a horse from the man;

"You are mistaken, Elinor," said she warmly, "in supposing I know very little of Willoughby. I have not known him long indeed, but I am much better acquainted with him, than I am with any other creature in the world, except yourself and mamma. [...] I should hold myself guilty of greater impropriety in accepting a horse from my brother, than from Willoughby. Of John I know very little, though we have lived together for years; but of Willoughby my judgement has long been formed."

Marianne has a great talent for speaking warmly. :'D

Ouch girl you have been hit hard. The infatuation, it speaks through you with a megaphone.

It's really fascinating how big an effect love and infatuation seems to have on apparent closeness. Like at some point it really does cross over the line to being genuinely close, but I feel like I observe a lot of the time, before that point, that people tend to... trick themselves into thinking they are close? Infatuation has a remarkable ability to warp the sense of emotional proximity between people, maybe even just through the firing of emotions on all cylinders.

One memorable conversation I will always return to was when a friend of mine referred to their boyfriend of a few months as their "best friend" in the most casual, natural way. A few months didn't seem like a long enough time, and when I asked them, they did suddenly realise they weren't quite there yet... I find it very interesting how love can so easily dominate social lives.

Anyway, Marianne has jumped to Big Conclusion about how well she knows Willoughby. It's a good thing he's probably a nice guy really, but this is also likely one of the ways predatory relationships can take root so uh, look after your friends I guess. Sometimes when this kinda emotion takes hold they need a second opinion to keep them grounded.

Elinor thought it wisest to touch that point no more. She knew her sister's temper. Opposition on so tender a subject would only attach her the more to her own opinion.

Yeah, Elinor has the right idea. Backfire effect is real, and it's not something you want to mess with when you really need to convince somebody of something. You definitely need to go around with a different approach... which Elinor does, nice! By appealing to Marianne's concern of potentially greatly burdening her mother, who would of course consent enthusiastically to a horse, but also be the most inconvenienced by its maintenance.

Marianne relents most sadly. :(

She tells Willoughby next she sees him that she can't take the horse, because of reasons. Willoughby is disappointed, but tells her that the horse is still hers, once the time arrives that she can keep- he named the horse Queen Mab? Horses. Always with funky names. Is that a historical figure? FAIRY FROM ROMEO AND JULIET! Please Mr. Willoughby! You are every bit the drama queen as Marianne. You are not so star crossed!

O-oh. Elinor overhears everything, and also realises now that they are in fact a couple? By the way Willoughby pronounces Marianne's first name, and the fact that he uses it at all. Oh, that she is now absolutely certain of it, and in no way surprised. Yeah that makes sense.

GASP! MARGARET SPEAKS!

Alright this whole sequence is gold, I dunno how to relate it here but it's a quick and fun read. Reading being generally fun, but quick doesn't usually come naturally to me. Also means I don't take notes.

Margaret thinks the two lovebirds will be married soon and Elinor is hilariously shutting her down for crying wolf about pictures that turned out to be of great-uncles. But this time Margaret has witnessed Willoughby beg for, and acquire, a lock of Marianne's hair, for romantically sentimental reasons I personally do not understand but have witnessed enough to accept without question. Because, y'know, children don't count as witnesses to secret emotional dalliances you don't the adults to see. And the account is specific and detailed enough that it doesn't seem like something a kid would just make up.

And then we go on a hilarious tangent about how Margaret accidentally spilled all the beans on Elinor's love life to Mrs. Jennings for not knowing any better how to respond to questions. :'D The poor girl asks Elinor for permission to say, so now Mrs. Jennings knows somebody exists. And then Marianne drags herself into it to defend Elinor's feelings, but Margaret innocently reminds her that all the speculation was her’s to begin with.

"Margaret," said Marianne with great warmth,

GREAT WARMTH! This is greatest warmth of Marianne yet, I have never seen her so upset, I'm rolling. Poor Margaret is a little out of her depth with all the adults bugging her for gossip, and the more the sisters try to contain her the more slips out. You can't expect so much from a kid. :'D

Thankfully Lady Middleton saves all the Dashwood sisters by abruptly and deliberately changing the topic to the weather, followed by sensitive Colonel Brandon. Nice save, guys! Willoughby, good man, invites Marianne to start playing piano too. Elinor is saved, but still thoroughly shook haha. Poor girl is not of a heart that can deal with this assault.

Chapter concludes with a quick two paragraphs which I guess will set up the next chapter; they organise a party to go party at an estate belonging to Colonel Brandon's brother-in-law, because, Sir Middleton has partied in that place all too much and yet never enough. Party. Sir Middleton: Party man, does whatever a party can. What exactly do landed lords actually do again?

All this arranged with open carriages and sailing, and I assume cold provisions to imply a picnic; "rather a bold undertaking, considering the time of year, and that it had rained every day for the last fortnight -" HA. Well, despite his extensive partying experience, we are given to understand that Sir M. is still a slow learner. Oh well.

... I just realised I found Margaret to be so entertaining I didn't realise the story had like... used her as a connecting factor to completely transition the theme, setting and topic of the chapter halfway through. I feel like this is important to note, as for the most part chapters in this story seem to stick to exploring one specific topic or person. This particular chapter was somewhat all-over-the-place topic-wise (Marillouby confirmed, Elinor's beau’s existence revealed) and the only unifying factor was Margaret shenanigans, which I love, but she isn't relevant to the central plot in the same way the two other pieces are. On top of that, the chapter ends on an otherwise random note that they're going to another party at a place related to Brandon; this isn't something that necessarily needed to cap off this chapter as far as I can tell.

I guess what I'm wondering is, this slightly frankenstinian chapter; is it the result of combining two smaller segments too short to be chapters in their own right, or is it more like... a deliberately transitional chapter? That the chapter lacks a unifyingly plot relevant topic to explore, because it's only concern is for setting up pieces for coming chapters at the new estate party? I guess I'll find out soon.

[jelenedra]

Poets make pets of pretty, docile words: I love smooth words, like gold-enamelled fish Which circle slowly with a silken swish, And tender ones, like downy-feathred birds: Words shy and dappled, deep-eyed deer in herds, Come to my hand, and playful if I wish, Or purring softly at a silver dish, Blue Persian kittens fed on cream and curds. I love bright words, words up and singing early; Words that are luminous in the dark, and sing; Warm lazy words, white cattle under trees; I love words opalescent, cool, and pearly, Like midsummer moths, and honied words like bees, Gilded and sticky, with a little sting.             

--Pretty Words, Elinor Morton Wylie