It's a Full Moon

I was going to bring this blog back from the dead for the season (and possibly longer), but with the drama that’s going on in just the Overwatch fandom, I am unsure. I will be active, but I may be unfollowing people and blocking posts accordingly with what’s going on.

“Yeah.. Dunno where it came from. While you was out collectin’ yer herbs or whatever it was just.. left here with a knock at yer door. Probably think you’re gonna kill it or use it in a spell.” When Jesse said that he sounded oddly protective, irritable even. In just the short time she had been away and he had the egg, he’d developed a paternal instinct about it. He sat with it against his stomach, licking it gently from time to time as if instinctually grooming the object. Something he didn’t need to do.

“Sure am.” He affirmed in his large wolf form, curled around the fragile yet warm egg. He’d found it and carried it to the location where he knew Lucio would find him. Perhaps he could help, but, Jesse had quickly grown attached to the item, nudging it over with his nose so his tail could easily cover it to trap the heat in.