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              _{^{Footsteps that sound much too loud for the little woman
          sound  throughout  Mereen’s keep.  The  voice  attached to
          them is urgent and panicked.}}

      ❝                  Balerion?! Balerion,
                          Rohee! Habebee! Where are you?! ❞

_{^{She  had   had   a   very  stern  conversation  with the  black  cat  telling  him that
he was not to go off wandering in  such  a  strange  place is this – but of course
the trouble maker  hadn’t  listened and know his owner was worried sick. He was
the only thing that still lived  from  her  childhood.}}  

                                _{^{Balerion  was  a  companion,  a  confidant, a friend she could cry on when
                                no one else had a shoulder to lend. He was her everything – her heart and
                                soul wrapped up in sleek black  fur.  If she lost him her mind would be lost
                                as well. Moreso than it already was.}}

         _{^{Her trekk comes to a sudden halt as a man of loud colors and bright eyes comes 
         into view. In his  arms  is  Balerion, seemingly in a trance under the man’s hands.
         Dark brows furrow in  confusion, soft lips agape in astonishment. Balerion never 
         let  anyone  besides  her  hold him – even her Uncle Oberyn couldn’t lay a finger 
         on him without risking losing it. Finally words spew forth; awkward yet stern.}} 

                                              ❝ … Thats my cat ❞