Margret: “The crowd, the stage, the feeling, I swear I’m never going to get tired of it.” She laughs, smiling as she looks out across the swath of people, another sold out crowd, by the looks of it. “Just such an electric sensation, the adrenaline coursing through one's vains, the knowledge that all these people and MORre are here to see ME!” She laughs again, her large plum of pink hair bouncing with the spiked leather strap holding it somewhat uniformly attop her head. “It’s just such a rush, every single time. No matter how many times I do it I always get chills, no matter how many nights come to an end I can’t wait to go and do it all again.” She smiles, kicking her black booted feet a bit against the subwoofer underneath her, before looking back out into the crowd.
“I could do this a thousand times more, and still think it would be too few. I love this, this is my passion, and I wouldn’t change doing this for the world.” She smiled, before she clicked the ‘end record’ button on her phone, and tucked it away within her plumage.
She then jumped down from the audio device, grabbed her guitar and sent a riff out into the crowd. The room exploded into cheers and yells, as she matter-a-factly grabbed the mic and tilted the pedestal, yelling out to the crowd with a stomp of her boots.

“WHO’S READY TO ROCK WITH THIS BURD?!?”

The room erupted again into cheers, and Margret let out a high pitch cry of her own, before she belted out the first few lyrics of the song she planned to sing.

And the energy of the room never dropped below 11, well on into the night…

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This, is an absolutely gorgeous image I got from  Greyskee a good bit back, an image that I let sit on the back burner for a while as well just cause part of me felt like I had to make some large expansive story for such a dam pretty image >//>. But, in the end as of now, 'basic' stories are not my strong suit, so I figured getting it out there was way more important, and then just gushing over it as welll ; 3 ; . Cause holly heck is this one of my favorite renditions of Margret to date. I say that not to discredit any other renditions, but just, aesthetically, this one hits every single mark I could ever want for the character. Shining tight fitting pants, leather tied up boots, her feathers present but none obstructing, conforming to her form and looking so pleasant to just fan your fingers through, with her big head of hair still puffing out of that head of hers. The fish net top showing off her neck plumage and her round defined bust, as she just sings her heart out into the microphone, throwing caution to the wind as the sage lights cascade across her form.

It just, it's so good ;3; if ever I'm asked what Margret does, I'm going to point at this picture, and say that. It just hit every note I wanted it to hit and more, and as I've said for a lot of the images I been uploading recently, I could not be happier with it ; 3 ; .

Original: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/37974455/

Art by  Greyskee

Margret is mine!