365 Days of Drabbles: Day Seventy-Eight
For Hellhound: "You can't keep that as a pet."
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"Dearheart, you can't keep her."
"But Mother, she followed me home."
"'Followed?'"
"Well, I found her anyway. They'd left her there and she was all cold and alone."
"Dearheart, she belongs with her own kind. If she stays with us too long they won't take her back. Tomorrow we'll return her."
"Can we at least keep her overnight?"
"Sigh. Yes, dear."
She mantled her wings as her son scampered off, leaning down close to his new found pet, careful to keep the fire in her throat banked. "Don't worry, dear. My son is too young to be taking princesses yet."
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"Dearheart, you can't keep her."
"But Mother, she followed me home."
"'Followed?'"
"Well, I found her anyway. They'd left her there and she was all cold and alone."
"Dearheart, she belongs with her own kind. If she stays with us too long they won't take her back. Tomorrow we'll return her."
"Can we at least keep her overnight?"
"Sigh. Yes, dear."
She mantled her wings as her son scampered off, leaning down close to his new found pet, careful to keep the fire in her throat banked. "Don't worry, dear. My son is too young to be taking princesses yet."