* 𝓈torm —— bo͟rne.
@STRMBRNS
The last doodle is kinda based on this old thingy I never got to finish 🫠
ser jaime——-. it appears as if you’ve * barely had a wink.
⠀ to you as well﹐ princess﹒
heat is thoroughly appreciated, humming against as dragoness ponders. playfully, “ ﹠̲. what might satisfy the likes of an ever — growing dragon this morn’? i wonder … ”
Adored matriarch is coddled against draconic heat , head resting itself against her own. ❝ I could eat. ❞
𝑖dly sat—- though, eage͟r to observe. she dare not 𝑠𝘱𝑒𝘢𝑘, on the off — chance concentration is bro͟ken.
She is sewing the 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 clothes.
𝓈moothing over temples, petals curling. “ that, you * a͟re. ” shifting to press a single smooch to forehead——-, quirking brow. “ * 𝒽u͟ngry ﹖ ”
* ARMS EMBRACE HER — HAPPILY CLINGING TO HER. I AM HERE MOTHER ❗️
MY BABY BOY MY SON COME HERE ❕
Good morrow , mother ❗️
dōna lēkia, did the night trouble you, too ﹖ i found myself restless.
Morrow, hāedar.
ah, jaehaera ﹗ perfect timing. care to join me for figs in the garden ﹖ fresh, as * always.
morrow⠀.