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[hunting-songs]

[JUST A FLESH WOUND] "No need to panic, it's just a bullet wound." // Leorio @cpirits

When Senritsu opned the door to her motelroom, she was not panicky, not visibly worried, and not even suprised. She knew that it was Leorio, because she could recognize his heartbeat, his way of walking and the tact of his breathing like one would recognize a favorite song everywhere. She knew that he was injured, because she had heard the way his heartbeat had been twisted in pain and the sound of blood running down his skin. She knew all this and still looked up and down on him slowly, doing her best to hide her worry, while her voice automatically turned into a gentle humm, soaked with her aura to calm her own frantically beating heartbeat and the pain in Leorios injury. "....Mhmmmmm, and that bullet stuck in your flesh, the blood pouring down on you and the unknown reason why you had been shot at are all for sure no reasons to panic at all." There was a amused smile curling around the womans stark frontteeth, but it was far from reaching her eyes. Instead finally a worried frown drew a line as deep as a scar between her big eyes. There was a moment of quietness in which the woman just blinked with eyes as big as plates- one time, two times, three times. Then she chuckled quietly, this time even honestly, and reached up for the mans arm so he could lean on her: "Ha,What is that? I had always thought that it would be me seeking out you for treatment. After all, you are the med-student and yet here we are. Now that is a song I had not thought i would hear."

"No, I will not ask after what you do not want to tell me. Come in, Leorio." The musician pointed to the table and chairs where she had already put a first aid kit down the moment she had heard Leorios heartbeat enter the motel. The small motelroom looked bare and naked with only the lamplight of the cheap nightstand on and the only other light beeing the colourful streetlight washing in thin trickles over the aodornless, old furniture. Senritsus suitcase was unopned and stood in one corner alone like a quiet visitor: "I am not a doctor, but I know how to treat bullet-wounds and after that is cleaned up, my Hatsu will make sure that injury will scab over." [ @cpirits ]

[bewitchingbaker]

"You say your hands are strange to the touch, I find them to be perfect touch." Wolf,laughing,just reaches up and cups Chris face with her small hands, grinning so widely the little gap between her frontteeth is clearly visible: "Oh, Muuske, if you only know how you make my heart sing all nicely like a little bird. I so hope you will find someone in your time and world to say the same things to." @werspinna

The baker's eyes widen as though this is the first time Wolf's ever held his face, a blush filling those chubby cheeks of his. Masses he called hands held onto the laysister's as if they were made of glass. They had shared these moments many times before, in between their deadly adventures. He was plenty aware of their different circumstances...though that never stopped the feelings he held for the member of the spider society.

"If only you know how much you made my heart sing like those old songs you love so much," he smiles with a kiss to her hands.

Though he had no issue with the people in his time, the baker held his relationship with Wolf very dear to his heart.

"I wish the same to you," he smiles, "Though it might be hard to find someone who can match the lovely smile and laugh in front of me."

He presses a kiss to her nose.

"And an ass that looks as nice as yours~"

[ @werspinna]

[irrfahrer]

Is your muse good at kissing? Are they experienced? { inquiring minds DEMAND to know }

Vanilla Sunday Meme !

Is Ziv good at kissing on a physical level? No. Not at all. After all- not only is she very far away height-wise from most of her partners face, but she is a carnivore with carnivorous teeth. While she keeps her species-specific frontteeth grinded down because she does not see them as a tool of usage, she still has other very sharp teeth that very easily get in the way. In the same manner Ziv is also very worried that she would accidentally cut her partners and while she is usually not someone who holds back or avoids showing affection, kisses are something that will make her lean back or twitch back out of reach.

Is Ziv good at kissing on a entusiastic level? When it comes to pecks on the forehead or the cheek, she is very enthusiastic although its far from a romantic gesture. Its more a gesture to lift someones mood up or to show care , as she is used to handle very young children and infants while taking care of the parents when they just had another child with her as the midwife. So her pecks are to make children relax and laugh- usually it works because her whiskers are tickling and her nose is cool to the touch and this is usually enough to make children and adults squeak in delight (She does kiss @kyberllcore's Cal very often on the forehead for that reason). However when it comes to romantical kissing, ziv would only be enthusiastic at kissing when her partner directly tells her to kiss them and even then she would probably lift her paws defensive and talk down a novella of reasons about keeping her partners facial structure in-tact.

[werspinna]

❝ i don’t sleep a lot either these days. we can be insomniacs together. ❞

The signal was irritating some of Miguels devices. The signal had been irritating a lot of things in the last two thausand years from engines that were not of this world to this worlds peoples dreams and ambitions in which the signal would bore deeper, deeper, deeper until there were only the thoughts of "seek out", "find", "help" and Wolf was no expection even if she had her own interpretation of "seek out", "find" and "help", as any person effected by th signal had their own interpretation. Wolf thougt that Miguels interest in what was irritaing his devices was just his interpretation of "seek out", "find" and "help". The green hills around Pisa looked in the darkness of the night like hills drawn with ink. Wolf had just put a few more branches on the campfire so the circle of flickering, warm light drawn around them dyed the damp grass orange, but she did not needed the light to see Miguel. She had keen eyes after all. Eight of them.

By the other words Wolf placed a poxscarred hand dramatically on her chest, gasping much too theatralically and with all her eight eyes wide open in playful awe: "Wonderful, you are a true friend for sacreficing your sleep and giving me company! Bless your so nice heart! I am sure our lack of sleep is not going to have any not so nice, lasting effect on the quality of our work at all and in a few hours we are going to start another very nice and very productive day of research." She cackled a laughter that sounded loud in the stillness of the night whichs only noises was the buzzing of insects, the distant rustling of waves, rustling leafs and the cracking of the flames. Mist had crawled like an ancient seacreature from the Arno to their little camp and Wolf had grabbed for her cloak to shoo away the chill following the fog,yet the coldnss still tickled around her feet and cheeks and hands. The coldness would not allowe her to ignore it. The coldness would not allowe her to never be not remembered. It remainded her of the alps, of the spring of 1212 that had needed too long to come, had left the fields barren and had turned trees that had been suppose to bear fresh green leafs instead into naked, black skeletons of branches. It remainded her of the long track through the mountains where the already cool spring had yet not reached up and where the stones to which she had clung while climbing barely beaten paths, praying that she would not fall like those other children she had heard screaming behind her, had been so cold that they had felt as if they would burn into her flesh. How could she ever think of sleeping when the coldness was so close beside her like an unwanted stranger, ready to creep with icy hands beneath her cloak past layers of cloth down to her poxscarred skin and steal her breath as it had done with hundreds of children in that spring in the alps. Now was not spring. Now was fourteen years later. Now was late summer and the coldness was nothing but the fog from the Arno and not the icyness of the alps. Now Wolf was nolonger a fourteen year old child. Yet the memories and the coldness stayed like a curse and she still could not even think of sleeping. Instead she only winked at Miguel, grinning so broadly that the little gap beween her stark frontteeth was clarly visible even when the grin did not reached any of her eyes: "I do appreciate your offering to not leave me alone, but Jests aside- do you want me to brew you a herbal remedy to help you with sleep? I still have some very nice lavendarflowers that I can use-" she placed her scarred hands folded together beside her cheek and gently swayed from one side to the other, mimicing someone who was cradled into deep slumber: "- to brew you a nice tea and let you sleep like a sweet, little child." [ @iobartach ]

[hunting-songs]

🎀 RIBBON BOW — how confident are you with your physical appearance? is there anything about it that you are insecure about? is there anything about it that you are happy about or gives you confidence? how do you think people perceive you based on your physical appearance?

IN CHARACTER CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT QUESTIONS . There was a amused little smile curling around the womans stark frontteeth and she tapped her fingers against her chin in a knowing melody: "Mhmmmmmmm... If you are asking if I notice when someone is checking out my backside, than yes, I always do notice. Its usually a very loud, clear melody and I am anything but deaf."

"Jokes aside, what am I suppose to think about my appearance? It is not my appearance and not my face. But also it is just how I look. There is nothing else to think about that." Senritsu waved her joke from before away with a small hand as if it was an annoyed fly. She shaked her head with a mild smile: "My body can walk, run, dance, eat and sleep so who am I to not be happy it can do just that. It has nothing to do with confidence or the lack of it." "Of course I know that I am not exactly mhmmmm.... lieblich to look at." She remembered Kurapika mistaking her for an old man and Squala uncomfortably looking down on her everytime he thought she did not noticed because he had learned about her keen hearing and how every little secret of his was as clearly hearable for her: "But as much as I notice that, I also will hear when someone finds my attractive or grows to enjoy looking at me mro and more with time. That would not have changed if I would look any different." Eventually the young woman just winked friendly up to the other, laughing in all good humor: "It depends on the person who precieves me how I look and not on how I look at myself. I have no control over how people see me and frankly, I do not care for that."

[bewitchingbaker]

Send in Kinks and My muse will rate them. "Kinks? Really? Are we already singing that song this early in the day?" Senritsu hummed, tapping her short fingers agaisnt her chin in a sweet melody. The smile on her face had something sharp, like from a cat rady to hunt when she ran her fingertips accidentally along her frontteeth: "I could almost think sometimes you enjoy biting."

A pause.

That all too brief silence filled the room as his hands covered those blushing cheeks. It wasn't that long ago that a much younger Chris was reading the tale of a well known count. A certain chapter had the Count bite a young woman. While most would find this nightmarish, a certain teenage baker found himself feeling a few funny feelings upon reading the chapter.

It wasn't that long after that he would experience his first kiss. A kiss that would result in the small scar that rests on the left side of his lips. Despite going through the small pain of getting stictches from his aunt, he would always think about that special chapter with the count.

Whenever him and Senritsu would enjoy a certain duet in bed, the hunter would get the lovely sound that was Chris's song as soon as her teeth met his neck. If one were to look closely at the baker's neck, you could spot a visible bite from their earlier duet. A small bashful smile soon spreads across his face.

"...I might enjoy a bite or two..."

Definitely not | No | Not Really | Its Okay | Kinda | Yes | Fuck yes |There goes my pants |

Bonus: Giving | Receiving | Both

[ @hunting-songs ]

[irrfahrer]

how long ago did you create your oc? how did the idea come to you? — @mando-of-esverr

ORIGINAL CHARACTER QUESTIONS& HEADCANONS: * collection #1

March 2014. I was starting to write my Bachelor Thesis "The fourth medieval european Living world- beside country, town and court- is the life on board of Hanse-Koggen", only to give up after two months, change Professors and subject from medievalistic history back to pedagogy, and start another one "The development of morals after Kohlberg and the role of fairytales in it on the example of Red Riding Hood" .At that time I needed to distract myself from wanting to chew on my textbooks. I have never read anything to Kohlbergs ideas ever again after this. Which isn´t that bad because Kohlberg with his testgroup of only boys of a certaine age did not aged well, ut is also the basis of most concepts of moral development. I think my old man has still a copy of that thesis in his shelf. Anyway, I needed to be distractd and browsed through Wookiepedia and stumbled over the AgriCorps article which had always been at the Core of Zivs concept. Then I looked through the non-human alien category , landed on Tynnan and liked thefact that they were not just humans with paint thrown at them. At that time Ziv had another name and had a complete different design before I had made Tynnan my own and aligned them more to have a destinct weasle like appearence instead of beeing just the brown furry little things that artists seem to not be able to pin down. Ziv was also more the average Tynnan with a case of atavism in that she was taller, had longr teeth and had a even thicker fur. I even started a rp-blog for her, that is now deleted. Then Corona hit, I designed Star Wars themes Reading-Papers for my LRS-students in the lockdown, was back into starwars and my autistic brain got very obsessed with speculative biology and started 2020 this blog. I have redrawn and redesigned her several times in the last nine years and now she has a destinct connection to the Odyssey, is a albinistic runt with a hyperflexible spine and is grinding down her frontteeth until nolonger visible so she could easier copy a humanoids mimic. She also got rocking hips. Which some anons on this blog do not fail to thank me for. You are all Furrys.

[ @mando-of-esverr ] + [ @gwiazdowe ]

[hunting-songs]

Senritsu did not looked down to watch the other move her legs, but there was still a content smile spreading over the womans round face as if she indeed had watched. The silky rustling of Ryokos skirts over her legs was giving the Musician a very good picture of what was happening outside of her field of vision, so her eyes just stayed on the others face. There was a small smile curling around her stark frontteeth over Ryoko gently brushing a strain of her hair behind her ear. "Oh, good to know that you have enough stamina, than I will let you run through my mind for a little longer. Though, I am afraid I can not run along with you. I just scraped my knee falling for you." As slinky as a kitten Senritsu leaned her elbows on the barcounter, placing her chin on her folded hands coyly. Between the melody of the other voices of the people visiting the bar, Ryokos heartbeat was clearly hearable and listening to her having fun with her heatmelody sounding like the lively gurgling of a fresh spring Senritsu continued her little game with a melodic purr: "Maybe you happen to have a bandaid to take care of my knee and my for you wild racing heart, mhmmm?" [ @nephytale ]

Senritsu sat down beside the other woman, her chin leaned on her hand and a gentle smile curling sweetly around her stark fronteeth. "Well hello, its a relief to see you are still able to sit up. I was worried, you know." the musician chukled in all good humor, her voice as sweet as a song: "As I thought You must be tired, because you've been running through my mind all day." @hunting-songs

𝐅𝐋𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒

The woman's lips were still sticked to the edge of her coffee cup when she frowned slightly at the other woman's comment and turned to look at her in confusion when she heard her laugh. However, upon hearing the punchline of her pick-up line, Ryoko smiled, laughing softly to herself. Reaching her hands behind her own neck, Ryoko gently moved her hair upwards as if trying to casually arrange it, letting it fall over her back an instant later. One leg was gently crossed over the other, letting the skirt frame her legs. She finally brought her hand closer to the other woman, and subtly —very subtly— moved a strand of hair behind her ear, letting her nails pass almost imperceptibly over her skin. Her voice was like a sensual purr when she finally replied "I really appreciate your concern, but I have enough stamina to last some rounds…" A soft smile appeared on her lips, revealing just a little bit of her teeth "Now tell me, what does a charming woman like you in a place like this? It seems like my day is starting to get better, because I have been blessed with your company"

{ @hunting-songs }

[werspinna]

Gimme a kissy I dare you (xD)

First Five Asks Get A Kiss!

"Last night a prince arrived in the convent!", the little girl skipping latin-lessons, announced loudly. The three of them- the girl Frauke, the boy Antonio and Wolf- were sitting on stools in the corridor that was on one side opening to the convents garden so the cool atumnbreeze tickled their cheeks and noses and turned them as red as the morninglight washing over the city. A shepard had given the convent fleece that had been washed and brushed and now the three of them were sitting wrapped in cloaks and scarfs, spinning the clean fleece into theards with handspindles that danced through the air like the leafs in the garden. "Amazing, and you sure did not noticed that because you wer awake, but actually all nicely sleeping, were you, Frauke?" Very aware that Frauke was definitive not sleeping and had been wandering around in the convent when she shouldn´t, Wolf grinned so broadly at the young girl that the small gap between her stark frontteeth was visible. Frauke, also very aware that she should not have been awake and was definitive not dreaming, answered loudly and with so much determination it made Antonio flinch on his stool and Wolf giggle: "I was sleeping!" The young woman only winked- with one eye, as she kept her extra eyes carefully closed and hidden beneath her poxscars that had corroded her face like acid: "I am sure of it, some people can see things in their dreams. That is awesome! Maybe you are all nicely special like that. Do you like that a prince is staying here?" The three handspindles never stopped dancing, Frauke giggled: "Yes! He looks so beautiful!" It was normal for pilgrimms and travlers to stop by in the convent to rest so Wolf who was living as a laysister in the convent and saw people come and go like the change of weather in one day, was not especially bothered or even thrilled by yet another visitor. But the children were send to live to the convent for education and they had not lived yet long enough to get used to something as visitors not connected to the convent stopping by for rest. Especially since Wolf had herself grown up in the Hunting-mansion of a Wander-Kings main Hunter, so she had grown up seeing and specifically sitting on noblemens knees who were part of the Wander Kings wandering court and were missing their children so much that they would spend time with the little girl Wolf had been to teach her courtley manners, singing,dancing, reading,writing and latin like they woud have done with their children. Antonio said what the woman was thinking: "Frauke, wants to marry the prince!" The girl sticked her tounge out at the boy: "Yes, I do! So what?" The highest pair of Wolfs eyes were hidden behind her hair, still they were keen enough to catch a movement along the corridor and warn her about the silent listener who imself semeed very amused about the topic of the conversation. Autumnleafs shimemring like bronze swirled from the garden by where they were sitting.

Wolf bit the inside of her cheek to not add that Frauke was eight years old and that she really had a few decades left to think about kissing a prince and should just enjoy her beeing a child, but instead only said with a big grin: "I am sure every prince would be happy to marry you, Frauke. You are amazing like that. But before you can court him, how do you want to talk to him?" "Like I talk to you, of course! Say hello and then Just talk." Frauke did not even hestiated. "..oh damn; you are so stupid.",Antonio grunted bluntly, also not hestiating. Wolf cleard her throat a little too loudly to not make Antonio notice that he was scolded. "Stupidity is when someone mocks another for not knowing something. But we both are too nice and smart to do just that, are we, Antonio?" The boy rolled his eyes, his cheeks turning redder than what the cool autumnbreeze could cause. With a low grunt he stood up from his stool and lifted a finger like a teacher:

"Okay, listen, Frauke, when you want to talk to a prince you gotta walk up to them and drop a courtsey, like this-" he walked where Wolf was sitting, set a foot behind his other and dropped a elegant courtsey before Wolf. "-then, still looking down, you take their hand and -" His head still lowered he took the young woman bigger hand, carefully only holding her long, scarred fingers. "-kiss the hand? Thats so sweet! So romantic!", Frauke gasped, eyes round and happy. The boy turned his face to her, grimacing as if he had bitten on something sour: "-no, kiss the sealring! You do not kiss the hand! And if they do not wear a sealring you hoover a inch over the hand and kiss the air. Then you place your forehead on the spot you have just kissed-" He showed how it was done, holding his small face before Wolfs fingers and kissing the air with a loud lipsmack: "-and after you counted to five you step back tree steps with your back still bowed and then you can straighten your back and talk with your head lowered." Antonio ended the little show perfectly and Wolf, who had grown up as the daughter of a Wander-Kings main Hunter and knew the kind of process very well, pinched his cheek praisingly. "That are alot of steps just to talk to talk to someone...", Frauke said slowly and Wolf could watch the wish to marry the prince fall off her small face like the delighted smile that had been on her face when she would thought one had to romantically kiss the hand: "Thats so annoying!" This was enough to make their silent watcher chuckle, just a little. Promptly the childrens heads snapped up and they looked over to the Prince with the silver hair and violet eye as if they were mice caught infront of the cat. The autumnwind coming from the gardens suddenly was very cold.

"Well then-", Wolf laughed, not starring, not frozen in shock, not at all suprised. Laying down the handspindle on the stool she walked over to the prince with her skirts rustling like the autumnleafs outside. Then, dropping a courtsey she took the mans hand- pale, almost white against hers and without a sealring- and carefully breathed a kiss in the air above where the sealring should be. Respectfully she placed her scarred forehead against the back of the Prince' hand, the extraeyes well hidden behind her hair turned to look at the children who were starring at them with so big eyes it seemed a miracle that those eyes did not rolled out of their heads. Then, her back still bowed Wolf walked back three perfect steps before straightening her back again.

"Your majesty.", Wolf chirped sweetly and then winked up to the silverhaired man mischievously before she added with a respectfully lowered head: "You may excuse me now, because I have to-" In the blink of an eye she jumped around swiftly, theatralically growling like the Wolf whos name she carried and making the pair of children shriek in excitment. In the blink of an eye their little feet carried them down the corridor : "- give some nooigies to some very noisy children who do not sleep when they should!" Not wasting a second Wolf, howling loudly to make the little ones laugh even louder, set after the children whos squeaking laughters echoed from the convents cool stonewalls like the cheeping of little mice.

[ @the-rogue-dragon ]

[sensationallysara]

Me: Okay P.Harper smile so I can post your picture Preston: Honey Momma can you say my son Preston lost his tooth? Me: Is that what you want me to say? My son? Preston: Yes Honey Momma because you're my second mom. I know you're not my real mom but you are my mom. Me: (wiping tears from my eye) okay P.Harper if that's what you want! My son, Preston, lost one of his front teeth, the other one is super loose so it should be out soon. He got a letter from Toothie the tooth fairy. I asked him what he thinks she means by something other than money he said "I don't know she probably means rocks." 😂😂😂😂 I swear this kid kills me!! Aiden tried to explain that she probably means like floss, mouthwash and a new toothbrush but Preston wasn't budging on his answer of rocks. 🤷 #boymom #boymomlife #missingteethsmile #missingteeth #frontteeth #alliwantforchristmasismytwofrontteeth https://www.instagram.com/p/B2wRa-vJNRW/?igshid=llxha4n28tep

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[werspinna]

Skirt rustling Wolf set after the children until they disappeared shrieking behind the corner the corridor ran along and their small feet on the floor turned a few seconds later into a distant echo. Still laughing the young woman shoved the stools they had been sitting on to the wall - she was thinking about Sister Almuth with her bad eyes and brittle bones- and grabbed the three handspindles that had fallen to the ground when the children had seen the Prince.Nimbly she took the edge of her outer skirt, pulled it up and stuffed the edge in her leatherbelt so she could put the handspindles and rest of the brushed and cleaned sheepwool that smelled like a freshly mowed meadow, in the newly formed big pocket.

“Your Grace, it is?”, Wolf tilted her head to the side, a mischievous shimmer dancing in her grey eyes like a wisp in the mist. The young woman obviously was quipping with a quiet chuckle sounding behind her words : “Well, you sure were very gracefully sneaking up to the children and me to listen in,Your Grace, so it does fit you very nicely.” She emphasize the words 'Your Grace' sweetly like one would emphasize a little, good-humored inside-joke.

“-I am sure Frauke was more woken and kept awake by the fact that the visitors is a very nicely handsome prince with silver hair and nice violet eyes, because she had been send to live in the convents care for already three years and visitors coming at night to stay until morning are nothing new for her. She probably was too buy to dream about both you twos very nice, future weddding than to fall asleep. That is until she now not so nicely learned that interacting with a prince means a certaine process of manners that are not so nice to follow all the time.”, she waved a by poxscars corroded hand in the air, waving the other excuse away like an annoying fly. The children were send to live at the convent for education and it was among their process of becoming educated and eventually grow up,that they would stay up late only to realize that in the next morning they would become too tiered to do their duties and visiting the latinclasses these two children were trying to skip: “As a not so patient eight-year-old, at least. Its good this way, let her dream of categorizing the stars all nicely before dreaming about kissing a prince or a princess. Nothing against kissing you, but Frauke needs to learn her latinvocables first." Wolflaughed about her own joke so loudly that the little gap between her stark frontteeth was clearly visible.

"Well than, the children were so nice to leave us alone,so how can I be all nice to the prince so he would tell me what can I do for him, your Grace?" again there was this sweet emphasize on the two words, again she used the honorific like a little quip. "I would say, I could bring you to the refactory to fetch some breakfast, if that wouldn't mean just a piece of blackbread,some herbcurd and a cup of beer that are so meagre that its better to just wait for the nice vegetablesoup at supper. So considering you are here and are still here all nicely, I assume you are not here for food and just rest until you continue your way. So let me pretend that I can all mysteriously read minds and that there are not only two options as to why someone would stay here- either rest and food to leave as soon as possible or visiting the library- so maybe, and I kow I am reaching, you are here for the so very nice library?" She wriggled her thick eyebrows at the other- there were only two reasons for why someone would stop in the convent and only one reason when they would stay until the morninglight:

"So, considering this, how about we skip breakfast, sneak into the kitchen as nicely gracefully as you had already prooven you can be , fetch some nice hardcheese and a can of tea and then I do my duty as a member of the convent and show you the way to the very nice library?Would that be something of your liking, Your Grace?", she offered him her elbow a if she as a knight, but knowing her manners she let it sink again although she was laughing in all good humor: "I could even offer you a arm to lead you."

@werspinna continues from here;

🔥THE POSITION OF MASTER OF COIN has been taken away from him - another act for the realm according to the Hand of the King - the cunt Otto Hightower - who once more tried to keep him away from his brother's side. As if the Prince was a pest he did not know how to remove. A pest that would always find its way back one way or another. But pressing times had sent him away, a particular interest of his that gladly compelled him to travel across the world. So once Hightower stripped him of his title of Master of Coin, the Prince took his dragon Caraxes and left King’s Landing, not for the first time or last.

Since he was eight years of age, the Maesters of Oldtown that taught the children the history of Westeros, politics and economics, found immediately that the young Prince had a very particular interest. The Conquerors and Dragons. There was no time in which Daemon did not interrupt one of his lessons to ask about Queen Visenya Targaryen - the sister-wife of Aegon the Conqueror - or ask several questions about Dragons that unfortunately the Maesters knew little to nothing about. This disappointed the child who wished to know more about them than he cared about the sigils and words of other Houses. He would learn about them of course - without much enthusiasm, but dragons… ah that was a completely different matter.

Back then he had begged his grandsire - King Jaehaerys I Targaryen - to bring books of Oldtown that spoke about Dragons. Knowing of the Prince’s interest, and despite the Maesters advising him not to support these interest - that took him from his less interesting lessons - the King found important the proper education on Dragonlore, and thus brought from Oldtown as many books as the Maesters could send. Unfortunately for the young Prince there was not much about them, and some questions continued to be unanswered. As he grew his interest grew with him, and thus when he became of age to travel across the world, his investigation continued. Essos has been more in contact with Old Valyria before the Doom, with the possibilities of them having more knowledge about Dragonlore.

This same motive has been what brought him to this convent the previous night. Exhaustion forced him to leave Caraxes far from the city - so as to not cause any disturbance - and he went on his own to search for the convent whose library could be of service for his interests. Or so he has been told. Despite him arriving in the Hour of the Wolf - three in the morning - the nuns had no issue providing him with shelter and food. He spoke of his interest in the convent, and they gently explained to him that by morning he would be taken to the library. When morning came, the Prince found himself wandering around the convent, not wishing to trouble the nuns if they were not awake yet. As he did not know who would guide him to the library. That was how he found himself overhearing a conversation - which was about him.

The conversation was entertaining which amused him greatly, as he observed and heard them talk. But it wasn’t until they spoke about how to greet a Prince that he couldn’t hide his chuckle - making them notice his presence this way. As the children turned in his direction, the Targaryen found himself walking closer to them. The children had not been the only ones caught. It was not polite to overhear other conversations, but in truth he couldn’t help himself, they weren’t exactly whispering.  The greeting one would profess a King - and not a Prince - amused him to no end, as he observed in silence how the young woman showed off what she seemed to have learned long ago. “Your Grace.” He corrected her. “That’s the proper term you’re looking for.” Just then she excused herself, and the blonde watched her with a smirk on his lips as she scared the children away. He couldn’t deny he was surprised by her growl. “Sleep tends to be difficult when unexpected guests arrive, especially for children.” He dared speak on behalf of them.

[sisselin]

It didn’t take very long to unpack but after finishing up I was still exhausted from the long drive and excitment. Still before I went to bed I just spent some time sitting down in my new home, looking out the window in a daze. This was going to work, I like it here

[divadentalclinics]

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