05-12-2022, 01:37 PM
"I DONT EVER WANNA FALL" ✭ tags ──
Canary herself was convinced love is a lie. She could not stand relationships, not after her last mate and herself had split up. If they couldn’t make that work, well, then love wasn’t real. Spite was though, and she made sure everything she did would be out of resentment for her former mate. If she succeeded, it was to rub it in his face. If she failed, she would try again until she succeeded. No matter what, Canarysong had to succeed in everything. She had to prove she was better than him.
That was awfully difficult to do for a pregnant molly.
Today, she had tried to gather herbs but with little luck. It was nice outside, but she was starved and tired. So tired, in fact, that she tripped trying to avoid roots just outside of Raspitin’s home. She collapsed to the ground with a thud, forcing the weight onto her side. Though it was her fault, she began to seethe as she stood up. Her eyes were daggers, and her teeth sandpaper.
“You mouse-brain!” she hissed at the tree, swatting at it. In fact, she was completely oblivious to the fact there was somebody in the tree.
Canary herself was convinced love is a lie. She could not stand relationships, not after her last mate and herself had split up. If they couldn’t make that work, well, then love wasn’t real. Spite was though, and she made sure everything she did would be out of resentment for her former mate. If she succeeded, it was to rub it in his face. If she failed, she would try again until she succeeded. No matter what, Canarysong had to succeed in everything. She had to prove she was better than him.
That was awfully difficult to do for a pregnant molly.
Today, she had tried to gather herbs but with little luck. It was nice outside, but she was starved and tired. So tired, in fact, that she tripped trying to avoid roots just outside of Raspitin’s home. She collapsed to the ground with a thud, forcing the weight onto her side. Though it was her fault, she began to seethe as she stood up. Her eyes were daggers, and her teeth sandpaper.
“You mouse-brain!” she hissed at the tree, swatting at it. In fact, she was completely oblivious to the fact there was somebody in the tree.
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