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[spent WAY too long composing this that i didn’t want to shade so its just flats]
Errant Dream’s ear flicks upright as the vampony hears her master entering his office. It was nearly 2 AM, and she could hardly wonder why he’s up given her own schedule but supposed perhaps Creme Pie had awoken from a nightmare. Or maybe Perfume Bottle had? Errant knew that the marksman had some less than ideal owners in the past and had her trauma from it.
The king grants the unicorn a tired smile as he moves around her to take his seat, only to be stopped by her own words.