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The Signless was preaching one day about how peaceful Alternia used to be in a different life. The Dolorosa watched him with a smile. She was proud of how she raised the low mutant blood. Ψiioniic, one of the Signless' loyal followers and his Moirail, kept watch for any drones.
An Olive blooded troll watched from the crowd, stunned by his preaching. She believed his words and held hope in her green eyes. She fell in love with this nubby horned troll at first sight. After his lesson, and he stepped down from the stage, the group listening disbanded except for her.
She sauntered up to him with a sparkle in her eyes. She had to have him. He was like Catnip to the young lady.
"U-Uh hello M-Mister Signless, I really enjoyed your Purreaching." She complimented.
"H-Huh? Oh uh thanks. What's your name?" She was a beautiful troll, but that was just looks.
"Ms. Leijon, maybe I could hear another…?" She felt as if she knew him vaguely.
"O-Of course!" He took her hand and lead her to a bench, sitting her down and sitting next to her, pushing his hood down. He was handsome to the huntress.
She watched him preach with adoring eyes, sitting in a cat-like way, loving the sermon. The Dolorosa watched her son she had raised from a tiny grub, knowing he had grown up. Here he sat preaching to his possible future Matesprit.
The Ψiioniic noticed and would HAVE to mock him later about this. But then he'd be mocked by Signless about falling in red zone for that Maroon blooded troll with the bun and the green dress.
After the Signless finished, his listener looked amazed by his words.
"S-So uh I know this is a b-bit forward, b-but uh would you like to a-accompany me to a restaurant and I'll tell you more. Please?" She nodded to him, the ends of her lips curling up a bit.
"Oh yes! Of course! I know this purrfect place, just down the street!" The Signless smiled.
"How about you show me?" The woman smiled and took his hand leading him down the street with a bright warm smile.
"Looks like he's growing up." Said the Ψiioniic as he approached The Dolorosa.
"My little boy. I remember when he was little, and thought girls were gross. 'Mommy! A girl touched my hand!' So cute~" The Dolorosa smiled fondly at the thoughts.