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regulus arcturus black (royalvenant) wrote in makebelievelog,

“I didn’t pick it out. Someone else did,” Regulus said. That was the truth; the need for a jacket to combat the colder weather had landed right at the time Severus had disappeared from the Land of Make Believe. The younger Regulus had picked up the responsibilities where the elder had failed during that time. Regulus had been grateful for his younger self at that time – not a small part owing to the fact the boy had given up annoying him for a period of time. And because the boy had looked after the animals in their care.

Regulus’ brow creased in horror at the mention of bacon. He tried to pull Lord Atherol away from the young woman, because he didn’t want her to negatively influence his pet in any way. “Why would you say such a thing?” he said as he struggled with a pig that was oblivious to human language and really just wanted attention, not to be reined in. Regulus settled for placing his hands over Lord Atherol’s ears.

“He can hear you.”