Balthazar nodded at the Fin and could relate to how he viewed the relationship between man and vessel. Spirit and body. Glancing down at Onyx, the angel smiled fondly as Onyx just watched Mouka and then sniffed her head and then rolled over. Was he playing? Yes, he was.
"Onyx pitää Moukasta. He leikkivät. Hän on kasvanut niin paljon siitä asti, kun sain hänet."
The angel loved his pup and the way he was becoming more useful with age. Soon, he would be able to pull things himself. At least he was out of the eating slipper stage. That part was good.
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on 2021-05-21 06:01 pm (UTC)"Onyx pitää Moukasta. He leikkivät. Hän on kasvanut niin paljon siitä asti, kun sain hänet."
The angel loved his pup and the way he was becoming more useful with age. Soon, he would be able to pull things himself. At least he was out of the eating slipper stage. That part was good.
"Kun sain hänet, hän pureskeli tohveleitani."