heartstrings / open

the lamb with hidden fangs

It might have been the disconnect between parents and child but something drove them towards such acts, wanting to be close no matter the differences, finding only a want to stay connected, a tiny family of their own even if it meant those who had given them life were left out.

Ears flicked back, head rising up to look towards Goldie. Though aware of the presence of others sired by Pinch they lacked the desire to know of them, little more than an afterthought pushed aside for other matters, given only seconds of their morning and so it was odd to find one who seemed familiar. Their eyes narrowed as they untangled themself from Nyssa, rising up and offering a paw to help her in turn, a brow raised in a quizzical look.

“Who're you?” A sharp tone lightened with a hint of curiosity, further softened by the slight curl to their lips, a smile seemingly made from harsh edges.

© MADI