— 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐔𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐍.

By the time Toriel has finished explaining what may have caused the dryad’s mishap, her guest is fast asleep against her clothed stomach. Soft, warm breath heats the area around Maple’s lips. Which is what indicates that Maple has fallen asleep!

The plant yawns, adjusting her head to get comfortable. She'll have to figure out who her attacker was later. For now, she's just going to enjoy the company of the protector. " I was unaware anyone lived in this portion of the forest ground. How long have you been here? "

leaving the plant. " Thank you for dispelling it. I am aware that must've taken hours of work. Black magic is not easy to unravel. "

wildlife from the monstrous acts of humanity. “ The plant scratches her cheek whilst explaining, staring at the woman’s fluffy fur and purple attire. Both look incredibly soft, and pleasant to touch. “ I can’t quite recall what happened before I, well, collapsed I think?.. “

Don't work yourself into another burnout .. chill , buddo..