Arden Finch

Graham had left for his home in Llewdor earlier that Sunday, and, as they'd discussed at the party, after he'd had a moment to hug his mother and be thoroughly smooched and petted by her as Triumph was smooched and petted by his sisters, after being thoroughly fed almost actually to the point of being full, before the nerves of heading out to Daventry tomorrow could really settle in, Graham settled in the quiet of his childhood bedroom and pulled out his phone, taking a moment to breath out and maybe even channel a little bit of that inherent magic he had that he didn't quite understand into it before sending a text message.

Whether or not it went through, whether or not it was just his magic or the magic of Fandom or something else entirely the accomplished it if it did, he supposed he'd just have to wait and find out.

Arrived home safely! Trying to see if the phones work, at least from Llewdor! Let me know if you get this! In the meantime, enjoy some pictures of Triumph, my sisters gave him a makeover for the Tournament!! Looking forward to seeing everyone tomorrow, everything should be all set up at Portalocity! I hope!

Love, Graham

And in addition to the text would, indeed, be many pictures of Triumph looking....generally bewildered, but very pretty and brushed and with a few ribbons in his hair. Maybe even mascara? They'd also definitely given him a manicure and painted his hooves as well! And also a picture of the banner from the party, currently proudly hanging over his bed.