the lighter side
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Cer did not comment on Firefly’s assessment of her situation. More and more she was forgetting about the ghost that had overshadowed her for so long. Cercelee was had made a place for herself in these lands, lands Ceres Sadira had never set foot on. Her personality had emerged and she had disappointed those who thought the small pup would turned out to be similar to the matriarch of the Sadiras. Those who had known Ceres personally were dying and disappearing, Cercelee was a far more commonly spoken name. Perhaps Haku or Mew could remember their grandmother and see the physically similarities in their cousin, but it stopped there. And Cercelee was content to have it so.




Firefly’s playful words at the unborn children squirming in her womb comforted the Rosea. She wouldn’t have to worry for their initial well-being. Firefly would take care of them, for better or worse. It was when they got older and they were being shaped into the adults they would become Cer would have to worry. Would they stay in Dahlia? Would they take after their parents? Would they prove to be as difficult to handle as Svara? There were many questions and Cercelee was surprised at how eager she was to see them born, grown and the questions answered. “It’ll be fine. You’ll see.” And with that Cercelee lazily rose, nudged Firefly amicably and turned to leave Firefly back to whatever it was she had been engaged in before the leader had stumbled across her.


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