- Messages
- 98
- Blood Status
- Pure Blood
- Relationship Status
- Married
- Sexual Orientation
- Not Interested
- Wand
- Knotted 9 1/2" Rigid Pear Wand with Erumpent Hide Core
- Age
- 4/2026 (24)
Dove felt very tentative about going in public, ever since she'd had the baby going out had just been so unappealing to her, rather staying within the house that Havoc had with the child, helping to raise the child had been a good enough sanctuary. However, as her little boy grew she knew she had to take him out into the world, she had to get out into the world. It had taken a lot of time before she had felt comfortable with it, before she had been happy with herself and how she looked before she could go out. But, here she now was, out and about in Obsidian harbour. She pushed the pram with little baby babbling away as he always did. She had dressed him in little robes made for children his age. They were to show his status, but she also thought he looked adorable in them. The teen stopped at a bench on obsidian harbour, it was rathe exhausting to be out like this. Usually she took the baby on walks around the house, around the gardens, knowing he needed to get out an about but being too afraid before hand to leave. She pulled the boy out of the pram and settled him on her lap, placing a lightly kiss on to his soft hair.
Dove brushed a few strands of hair from eyes and glanced around. She felt self-conscious, she felt nervous. Were all these people judging her for having a child so young, were they staring at her. Dove wanted to leave but she knew she needed to stay out a little longer, and the baby seemed to be having a grand old time babbling away about something. The perfect merging of herself and Havoc in one small and still innocent child. She knew that he would follow the path of his father's family, but for now, she would take all the hugs and kisses she could get from him. She certainly wasn't getting any attention from the boy who had fathered this child with her. Dove glanced around herself and noted sitting on the same bench as her, with another woman whose face was facing the other direction, away from her. She had to admit the woman had lovely hair. Dove's own hair had seen worse days but it had definitely seemed better, "You have really beautiful hair ma'am," she said politely, not even sure why she struck up the conversation with her, perhaps talking to a baby all day every day had made her more keen to talk to anyone else. Dove bounced the baby on her knees, "If you don't mind me saying,"
Dove brushed a few strands of hair from eyes and glanced around. She felt self-conscious, she felt nervous. Were all these people judging her for having a child so young, were they staring at her. Dove wanted to leave but she knew she needed to stay out a little longer, and the baby seemed to be having a grand old time babbling away about something. The perfect merging of herself and Havoc in one small and still innocent child. She knew that he would follow the path of his father's family, but for now, she would take all the hugs and kisses she could get from him. She certainly wasn't getting any attention from the boy who had fathered this child with her. Dove glanced around herself and noted sitting on the same bench as her, with another woman whose face was facing the other direction, away from her. She had to admit the woman had lovely hair. Dove's own hair had seen worse days but it had definitely seemed better, "You have really beautiful hair ma'am," she said politely, not even sure why she struck up the conversation with her, perhaps talking to a baby all day every day had made her more keen to talk to anyone else. Dove bounced the baby on her knees, "If you don't mind me saying,"