🦊 Планета Флерантор, осколки человечества 🦊

Medvedson raised his bright eyes to the ceiling, praying to all existing and non-existing higher powers to help him find patience within himself.

“You don’t understand,” the head of the great clan moved towards the window. “This is different, my dear! What I say is right! What you are saying now is not! Trust your father, my dear! I have known this life for a long time.”

And who was it that kept pulling at his… well, let’s just say he had so many offspring… even with one Zaya, it's difficult...