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[maydaybrat]

He shuts the door behind him, walking to the lake without looking to either side.

Bitch. Beautiful little bitch. Mordred kicks the ground, sending pebbles scattering into the lake. Drawing in a deep breath, he stares up at the stars and clenches his fists. Oh, how he hated her. Hated her so much, because Arthur (father, father, father) had loved

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[tea_and_honor]

A soft nudge moves his arms aside, just enough, and then there is a small red fox curled up in his lap.

[maydaybrat]

How long does he sit there, hugging Ako and letting his anger grow and gorw colder? A while. Long enough for his limbs to grow stiff and the night to deepen.

Softly, "Thank you, Ako, but I should go inside." Gently moving her off his lap, he kisses her furry head and walks back inside.