'Souls RPG

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Mads had never figured that it was possible to love somebody thing much. But seeing the two little girls romping around on the stable floor made his heart swell to immense proportions. While it was obvious that only Harley was truly his, his love for Riddle was just as feverant. So too was his love was his love for Moon Moon. What had begun as infatuation, as "doing the right thing' had blossomed (at least for Mads) into something akin to love.

While another man may have snatched up his children and ran after the, uh, incident, Mads had had the ability to consider things in an entirely different manner to most. He understood. He understood her more feal way of thinking and did not balk when feral proclivities shined through. The Dane understood that Harley and Riddle were strong girls and they were in no trouble. Granted that didn't stop him being somewhat upset about Snowy. He'd erected a small memorial once he'd found time, hopefully he'd find some snowdrops around too to decorate it later on...

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Mads frowned. Although there was part of him that agreed with the sentiment that Moon Moon wasn't the sharpest tool in the shed, he in no way agree that she was stupid. She had her own, zany intelligence and that simply wasn't apparent to those who judged her before they knew her. Granted the Dane himself wasn't that smart either, no considering what most people took for intelligence. He was a simple farmboy, sedate and docile. He sought no intelligence by way of books and complex things and instead contented himself on rearing happy and healthy animals. Animals which included his wild daughters...

As it was prone to under Moon's direction, the conversation lept from one subject to another and Mads obediently followed. She had a point, they didn't appear very settled at the moment and he supposed that, yes, it did look like they were ready to take off at any point. His heart fluttered a little at the idea of "settling down", but it was a good flutter, an excitable, joyous flutter. He had a family of his own now, two beautiful daughters and a wild, vicarious... girlfriend, he supposed... Which also afforded him two strapping stepsons and a wise, sage father-in-law too! The happiness he found in the novelty of the situation shone on his face and left him wondering what else was to come. Would Moon Moon eventually decided that she liked Mads enough to make their arrangement official? Would Harley and Riddle be the only two Ibsen-Damaichus to exist, or..?

With Moon shooting out the door in a lively fashion, it gave the Dane a great opportunity to shake the over-enthusiastic thoughts from his head and bounding after her, Riddle and Harley in tow (and hampering his speedy chase!).