The Mansion

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There a million and one thoughts roaming through my head at the moment. Most of them, I'm not happy about. I need to get out of here. Breathe some cold air into my lungs and to think clearly. I let myself get too close. I need to back up, put the walls back up. Take back my control.

So, off I go to growl at the impatient horde of shoppers trying to get their shopping done before the holiday slips in among us. Thankfully no snow, just rain. I think I need it. The rain. On my face. Let it cleanse away this tension and the emotions. My brain speaks logically. I truly do need to listen and find my way back so my heart will follow.
 
A wolfling comes wandering.

In her hand, she carries a smoked glass vase holding a spray of white orchids.

Something feels off to her. and because she doesn't know what or how or why, the best the she wolf can do is provide a little something to let the Lady know that, as always, she is located within the Wolfling's thoughts.

A soft knock. A momentary silence.

The door opens and the wolfling hands the maid this small gift.

"Give these to the Lady...she will know who they are from."

Once more...the Wolfling...retreats.
 
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