#margothecat

[ishouldbeadam-retired]

@mymindchild / @margothecat

The woods were starting to warm up after the long winter, though morning dew had still turned to frost before sunrise. The air was still cold enough that sometimes the creature could see his own breath, though that didn’t stop him from walking out under the still bare trees, under the lightening sky

It was here that a two-year old child clung eagerly to his back, or as well as they could with one arm, and the creature kept his eyes to the sky.

    “We’re almost to the hill. We should be able to      see everything from there.”

[ishouldbeadam-retired]

It had started lightly, small cramps that soon started to grow. Margo had it easier than other women, being far more than a human it didn't hurt nearly as much, of course this did not mean it still did not hurt. "Oh, oh." She gasped gripping the back of a chair, letting out small puffs of air. "Adam! It's time!" (hope this works)

It was quiet in the tiny makeshift house, and the creature was busy skinning some rabbits for dinner, and then he put his knife down as he looked to Margo with panic. “Y-you mean…” he stuttered, swallowing hard. He stood up and took a few steps closer to her. He knew what was happening, and he was honestly terrified.

"Wh-what do I do?!"

[factoremxmalum-blog]

She'd heard about the death of a god, though the earth spoke differently, never the less the god of mischief had been declared dead and for once Margo had a real home, with a proper bed, which to her surprise was occupied. "Th--they said you were dead." She said quietly, moving over to see if he was alright. "Do you need anything?"

Loki looked to the girl when she came into the room, giving a small shrug. "It's been said before," he said before shaking his head. "No."

[anon-loki]

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[perfectionismypride-blog]

"Yes and no, I’m not really a cat, just in the shape of one." She said softly, sitting up and peeking over the couch to look at him and his surprise expression. "Are you alright, sir?"

"Ah... processing? Trying not to faint? processing?" He said down firmly, watching the cat. "This is sort of a lot."

[solitarytype]

morsofnoxcircus, margothecat, and therobindenoir have entered the graveyard.

"Evening. What brings you to a place like this tonight?"

[sherlockholmesreanimated]

"Hello, Sherlock. how have you been?"

"Sherlock good.  Sherlock happy, Sherlock make rabbit friend!  Sherlock have friend Forget-Me-Not!  Sherlock big very happy.

Mireille and Victor shout when Sherlock tell Mireille Victor hurt Baskerville.  Victor and Sherlock go London, see Mycroft.  Victor and Sherlock go new home, hug Mireille, say sorry.

Margo good?"