Behave yourself little Darling ( Magnus, Johnathen, Any)

[Becca]

The Golden Princess

I'm not a princess, this ain't a fairy tale, I'm not the one you'll sweep off her feet, Lead her up the stairwell This ain't Hollywood, this is a small town, I was a dreamer before you went and let me down, Now it's too late for you and your white horse to come around

" Oh thank god." she spoke tenderly she was so happy she could kiss him, she wouldn't be able to bare leaving Johnathen in the dust as his previous mother had left him. Turning her head towards him, " If it weren't for you, my golden knight and shining armor I wouldn't be here." Words poured out of her mouth like whisky filled sweetly, and smooth flowing.

Her obvious affection for the buckskin brute began to show more, as she cautiously admired his golden flecked eagle wings neatly folded at his side. " Thank you Magnus, I don't know what I would do, if I left Johnathen on his own." she spoke gingerly towards him in great gratitude for laying off her worries. Batting gold eyelashes, her periwinkle eyes locked with his golden brown for a only a moment.

" Your quite the charmer." she teased, revealing a smile she couldn't help enjoying herself while being in his presence it was such a joy to be near him, and she was deeply glad she didn't choose the high road of a herd life. If it weren't for him he wouldn't of convinced her to come to Heavens Gates, a beautiful place of tranquility and grace.

becca

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