Her Sundays are no longer that way... but she still wanted to share a little something. #SoulOfAFaeSunday

He never fell for her bait. That is true. And she is glad he didn't.

Two people at a loss for words. Hm... what other way is there to convey sich an important message she wonders.

That he did. But by simply looking through all of that attitude armor she called her own.

serenity.

They really should make #MonsterMonday a thing. But a) to her he will never be a monster, not in the negative sense of it anyway and b) yes... he is the most handsome and fluffiest of them all. Her beloved Mist. 🐾

He is way smarter than a lot of people might think. That's true.

The good thing about being so old (*cough* ancient *cough*) is that she feels a lot of things other people might miss. She knows. And she is looking forward to the next stolen moment together.

smell of the rain.

And they shouldn't to begin with.

In another life she did.

I wonder if your spirit feels the pull of mine, just as I feel yours

Her writer might be taking care of themselves and their life for a bit right now, but she knows that she can leave Cadhla with Mistleaf and she will be in safe hands... well, paws. #Home

||For the few writing partners still left around here. Talk to you soon.

||A good one to you as well, my friend. One full of good (!) memories made and with happiness, people you love and also paw prints left around here. A happy new year to you.

||I really love this. So much.