Post by Pepper LeForge on Nov 15, 2015 4:50:48 GMT
some of the lions had laughed in her face others had took heed and started packing. She had a few she knew needed to get themselves together but they like her knew that it was best to just be a pride and not fight it. She hadn't bothered with estelle because she knew it wouldn't make not a lick of difference and she wanted to watch that old witch get what was coming to her. So her little beat up audi was full to the gills with her bags most of her clothes was jeans and sweats the good clothes for shows was in a pull behind in clothing bags hung up along with some of the furniture and few family items she had kept like pictures and stuff. She didn't know what size bed there would be at the plantation of if there would be because there was no way he furnished that many rooms.
Pulling up in front it was dark out but she could see well and went inside to look at rooms. She could smell him and another an odd smell that was lion but not. More dead brow lifted word on the street was his main squeeze was deadish and she shook her head well whatever floated his paddle boat. She wandered one room of the house after another most in deed were unfurnished most had fireplaces. Finally she found a room three rooms down from him and nice sized. It was empty except for an old vanity and and an armour. No closets so she would have to get one of those expanding shelfs for her shoes and outfits.
She'd taken her keys and now started carting stuff in, the first thing that came in was the dresser and then the bed. It was a queen and had a strong platform that snapped together then bolted shifters could be hard on furniture. Bed set up and dresser in soon enough her bags were in and the car was empty. Shed really unpack the next day and return the pull behind. For now tho as she put clean cotton sheets the color of crushed daffodils with a fleur de lis pattern of a lighter yellow on her mattress. Then sitting and looking around she realized for the first time she could remember she felt safe.
Pulling up in front it was dark out but she could see well and went inside to look at rooms. She could smell him and another an odd smell that was lion but not. More dead brow lifted word on the street was his main squeeze was deadish and she shook her head well whatever floated his paddle boat. She wandered one room of the house after another most in deed were unfurnished most had fireplaces. Finally she found a room three rooms down from him and nice sized. It was empty except for an old vanity and and an armour. No closets so she would have to get one of those expanding shelfs for her shoes and outfits.
She'd taken her keys and now started carting stuff in, the first thing that came in was the dresser and then the bed. It was a queen and had a strong platform that snapped together then bolted shifters could be hard on furniture. Bed set up and dresser in soon enough her bags were in and the car was empty. Shed really unpack the next day and return the pull behind. For now tho as she put clean cotton sheets the color of crushed daffodils with a fleur de lis pattern of a lighter yellow on her mattress. Then sitting and looking around she realized for the first time she could remember she felt safe.
