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Being reminded of her own mortality still didn’t wipe the small smile the Magus had on her face. She simply nodded, and resumed with picking at the flower crown she had been given recently, removing some of the already browning petals.
“I know.” With a heavy sigh, she turned the crown over before setting it to the side. “I merely meant during this time we have together. What we have left of it, Avenger. I’ll stay by your side until our job is done.”
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hey, important question: are you the one who taught your puppy son how to properly bork?
“ nah, he taught himself to bork like a proper wolf. fenrir is a natural talent, a genius borker. though, i did teach him how to howl as a pup. awooo~ ”
“So if I’m Fenrir-onee-chan’s sister...and she’s Sköll-san’s parent...and this new girl is also becoming Sköll-san’s girlfriend..........”
Illya’s family was getting bigger and she didn’t even realize it.
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He sniffed the air until it led to the wolf, Fenrir. He was excited to see someone like him, a canine, a hound, a dog. Though the wolf was different, their similarities were enough for Kerberos to jump up and down like an excited chihuahua.
“Hey! Hey you! Wolf guy! Let’s be friends, you smell like you’re pretty cool,”
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“ Fenrir, do you believe I am a fool? “ sitting upon a bench, nimble fingers vine together upon her lap, looking at the grassy bedding.
“ I much rather hear your thoughts. “
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How does one ask their Servant to lean down so that they may give them a pat on the head? It should be relatively easy, just say the words, but Luvia can’t seem to find them when looking up at Fenrir. He’s just so... intimidatingly tall. And there’s also the question as to why she wants to do such a thing. It’s not something usually one does. Yet she wants to.
She wants to because he’s good, even if his purpose in myths of gods was to be one of the heralds to Ragnarok. She wants to because he’s been good to her and she was never good with words of praise to begin with. She wants to because actions were a different story.
Thankfully, Fenrir knelt before her and she smiled at him, a small somewhat uneasy one because she doesn’t know how he would respond to such an action, and pet his head.
It’s an absurd sight. Such a large Servant being petted by their Master, but she just wanted to. “No orders this time around, Avenger. I just wanted to do this.”
the roarer appeared behind his wolven son, a sweet smile upon sly features. it had been a while since last they saw eachother, and loke was excited to speak to his son again. he covered fenrir’s eyes with his hands, and chuckled. “ guess who? ”
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“I don’t need to see your whole face,” the Queen said with a low chuckle. “I have a good sense for these things. Besides, I need not see your entire face for this meeting.”
She was a woman of sometimes simple desires. And the desire she had in that moment was one she was certain the being before her could fulfill. She was, at times, not hard to please. Though other times she was impossible.
Her hands moved up to his shoulders as best she could with how tall he was and then down his chest. She had planted herself infront of him and was simply running her hands over him and appreciating his form. Of course, the Queen had a great boldness to her and soon her hands danced low to almost tease below his waist.
