The Estate, Sidra, Glacia, Sunday Fandom Time

Raven woke late that morning unable to move.

There wasn't any cause for alarm, however. The reason was because Philia, who had grown to quite a large size since she'd been getting regular and healthy meals in Raven's care, was currently draped across her legs. And as she frequently did, Karina had left her own bed in the middle of the night to climb into Raven's, and was now snuggled against Raven with one arm wrapped around Philia's neck as if she was a stuffed toy.

Raven was content to remain where she was for a few minutes, but eventually she wriggled her way out of bed as quietly and as gently as she could, wanting to let both child and dog continue to rest. Philia opened her eyes, yawned, then promptly returned to the difficult task of sleeping.

After making herself a cup of tea, Raven got comfortable in an easy chair beside her bed so she could go through her phone and check for news or messages (as always marveling, but not questioning, how she could get reception in Glacia).


[Two out of three of the unholy trinity of floral holidays down, one to go. Open for visits/calls/texts!]